in my head I tell you
that one tiny gesture
that miniscule display of humanity
was more comforting I'd like to admit
the void I've been screaming into
answering
even if for a moment
even if
and the layer of sadness it inevitably caused
the layer of hesitation, questioning
who even are you
to strike a crack in the delicate shell
shielding my isolation
like I haven't been hammering
from the inside
all this time
© coldscars