Wanting a hug yet disgusted by touch.

I feel the need to hug those around me whenever I feel sad, yet I feel so repulsed by anyone even looking in my direction.

I hate the way their hands lay on me like it's a trash bag, quick and far too fleeting. Never with soft gentle hands or pulling away last.

They're always the first to let go of me.

Always the first to end it befrore i can engrave it into my memory whenever i wish to remeber the last careful hands.