Lost Touch

I have lost touch

it happened slowly

gradually

unintentionally

now there’s silence

instead of talking

I’m so tired

of how the world works right now

no more texts

no more video calls

I want hugs

and faces

and real conversations

I want the atmosphere of my favorite bar

the casual conversations with waiters

I want smiles

that I can see from the lips to the eyes

I want strangers

to be curious about

I want to make up stories in my head again

about that couple at the next table

or the handsome guy that caught my eye

I need people

and places again

I’ve been craving connection for so long

it keeps me alive

there is no joy without others

no happiness in reuniting without an embrace

I want kisses

and hot dance floors, jacket fallen from my shoulders

sharing a cigarette outside

when the music turns

I want to sing at the top of my lungs

surrounded by people

and smile at all the beauty in the world

I can enjoy, again.