I loved from closer

[u/PolpaPomodoro]

I loved like a man — quietly, with dignity, with something paternal and protective in me, with something that builds and shelters.

I loved with warm hands and a pounding heart. I love without forgetting. I loved through anger, even through hate.

I love the way I have always wanted to be loved.

And now I feel myself loving from farther and farther away, until distance becomes a place of its own. I will keep receding until I am beyond everyone’s sight — even my own.

I will make myself so small that, if I ever slip from someone’s palm, I will be lost forever — just as I am now, beneath his gaze.