it never goes away

there's a space between me and you.

you being the singular kind.

you being the royal kind.

I could step towards you but the space pushes you back.

we end up ten steps away from where we started

but no closer than where we left.

this is me happy.

yes, this is me happy.

happy, but about things that are intangible.

you see... the space between you and me.

it never goes away.

how's that for a melancholy blog post?