When you are craving closeness,
they will give you space.
When being held is what you need,
they’ll hold you, rest assured..
but only at arm’s length.
And when you wish for them
to show that you are heard..
they will not spare for you
a single fucking word.
Unless it is to let you know
that you’re too much..
and that they have their own life..
and they value their own peace..
and so and such.

And then they’ll cut you off
for many days,
or months,
or years.
Only to reappear again,
long after time dried up
your many salty tears.
When even in their empty stead..
your life is going great.
And then, all of a sudden..
they may even offer you
their formerly withheld affection
and their loving praise..
except not when you needed it
the most.
Because who wouldn’t want you
at your best?
And yet, nobody ever wants you..
at your worst.