I only wanted Hugs.

Hugs.

That’s really all I ever wanted.

Instead there was a power struggle, two humans competing –

were we both taking? Or both giving?

I wanted connection.

But instead there were hours of meaningless talk –

back  and forth, forth and back

our conversations dancing in the air,

twisting around each other,

getting tangled between us.

I tried to breathe in the tiny pieces of you and me that were floating in the air but it made me too dizzy and I was just sitting there staring…

I looked into your eyes and saw the hugs I wanted so badly fade out slowly, arms wrapping around the realization that you had not even faced the depth of your own soul and will therefore never be able to fully appreciate mine, my two arms embracing air, then collapsing by my side, empty.

I only wanted hugs.