Prose

hug

written by: babeestars

Go you ever get the time, where, you just want a hug. A simple thing to ask for, but, maybe not such a simple thing at all. You don't want the kind of hug you get when leaving your grandparents and your Nan plants a big sloppy kiss on your cheek and won't let go of you as though she will never see you again, but that actually you do and the same thing happens again. And you don't want the hug from someone you barely know, where they hug you just because they don't want to be rude because they hugged your friend. Their arms are draped limply round your body as they try not to get to close. You want the kind of hug that could quite easily last forever and you would be quite happy, the kind of hug where nothing in the world can bother you. A mother's hug, where warm smile seems to wrap around you to protect you from everything. Or the hug from the closest friend in the world, where their reassuring arms leave an imprint on your soul, so you know that this hug will stay in your heart forever because they truly meant it. And that is the hug I want right now. A hug from someone who does care, and doesn't just say it, from someone who wants to make a difference, and who listens when I cry in their arms and doesn't just shrug it off. I want someone capable of giving that meaningful hug. that is the hug i want, but i am left standing here in the cold.

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