nah

the idea of trying to reach for something, something that you're desperately needing, and being unable to reach it
and feeling that desperate yearning within you rise and rise and rise until it spills over and you collapse into a puddle of helpless hunger looking up at this glamorous, beautiful being who sparked this carnal heartache that grew inside you—this lovely presence full of warmth and cruelty and creativity, a presence so so so unreachable
and to look upon that face, and get lost so completely into Her gaze, Her deep, piercing eyes that see through all you are, being seen so recklessly and so bare, with no way of knowing whether you may receive a gentle touch of mercy or be left to lie in your despair

idk