A One-Sided Exchange

I am holding you so tight
That I can't feel your arms.
I never could,
But I've never minded.
The fact that you've stayed was
Enough proof
That you feel what I "feel"
That you "give" what I give
That you "have" what I have

I don't mind loving you more
Than you "love" me,
But I dream that this
Implied embrace
Would find it's way around me
In a more tangible fashion.
Let's just say that
Even though my back will
Always
Catch the breeze,
I'm wishing
While the clock is flashing
On the last day
11:12 PM