Denial.... Just one dance

It was one thing not having access

It was another having access and denying the right to contact

He was in her palms. she watched the cell phone lying in her palm then, at a mere distance of a single touch.

She knew all the places to connect to him, yet they were miles apart, at a distance which makes words go silent.

They were in a state of denial. They both.

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