Hug?

Repetitive.

Unbroken.

Hollow.

Echo.

No sorrow,

Just nothing.

Not sad,

Not angry,

Just lonely.

Don’t want the warmth,

Don’t want the touch.

Don’t need another regret,

What I could really use,

But cannot seem to find,

Is just two arms,

Two arms that would put themselves around me.

Just a hug,

Simple.

Maybe that would be enough,

To help me break out of this shell,

Help me break out before I am lost again.