I feel blind from the sheen
Of the barrier between us.
Double paned and reinforced,
I can barely hear you,
Even if you scream.
Our hands can touch on either side,
Our lips can press against the surface,
But I will never feel you.
Others may come and may go.
Arms from strangers may comfort
And steal your heart away.
But I will always be nothing more
Than the girl on the other side of the glass,
Here for a talk, a listen, and a laugh.