its probably impossible to deal with me when i'm like this

there's so much static in the space between us
fizzles and pops, thick and suffocating
Ten inches apart,
we wait for the other to reach out first
and if we just did everything will be ok again
it was all that i needed
but we wait, as seconds drop like bricks around us
we let the moment pass
we leave angry, annoyed, crackling from the static
alone, we cannot hold ourselves.