inbetween the lines

hidden.
in between those lines
no one can see you
feel you
smell you
your alone. isolated.
with no one to talk to
to touch
to be with.
misery is your most common emotion.
but sometimes you settle for love
for you can see all those who walk past
you can touch all those who seem to care
and you can smell the ones you long for.
yet they still cant see you.
but in the midst of the loneliness.
something moves in the shadows behind you,
someone you love
someone who has broken through the twisted, jagged spires of loneliness
and has come to save you from your everlasting heart ache
you greet the person slowly with open arms,
unsure whether it is real or a hallucination
if you are able to grab them
to hold them
to touch them
you know they are real, and you are free
but if you trip and fall right through them
your back at square one.
alone.
and
ignored.