Like Trying to Get Close to a Cactus

I know what it is like
To be attracted to someone
With cold shoulders.

It is like trying to get close to a cactus.
You don't wish to get pricked...
But there is something addicting,
That makes one going back to it!

I know what it's like,
To feel alone...
With someone there,
Laying next to me in bed.

And I don't want to be touched.
Or move too much!

It took me a long time to admit,
I was not involved in a relationship.
Whatever it was,
I grew comfortable with!
Like knowing a pet is around...
If it or you wishes to be found.
A convenience that takes place,
Of a total absence.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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