Reaching for air

By Gali

I keep reaching

for something I know I can't have

But I decide

To waste my energy anyway

All I want is for

you to look at me

The way you look at him

I'm searching for that

To hold on to

My arm outstretched

But I'm reaching for air

I can't reach

This

This thing that I dream of

Dreams that come

In the form of nightmares

Maybe it's time

For me to stop

And realize

I can't hold air

So I should stop reaching

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Gali

VT

14 years old

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