Its humans like me

The power of the unpleasant have a way of seeping through one's veins and conquering the entire blood flow in the body generating a general sense of meloncholy in the end.
Longing is one of the many powers.

It derives itself from a feeling of fleeting isolation that got conquered by an angel from above, or so they say. But he isn't just some random angel. Hes an angel who understood longing as much as I did. The only people who complete you are ones who need completion themselves. We are such desperate souls as humans, we need to feel complete at every instance to shower ourselves with the motivation we otherwise deserve. Humans experience this change like atoms within molecules where inert are the indifferent and the others survive in the presence of like minded or contrasting company. We're a collection of chemicals in one body manipulating other bodies only to sync. Heat us up and watch how we fly apart and grow into repelling energies forgetting how we were all we needed once upon a time to survive. Growth defends itself.

Back to the point, angel said hello. Oh my! That gorgeous looking masculine angel who can take away all your troubles with that one tight cuddle. You shudder your way into feeling complete at that instant.
Its that uncomfortable grip in the start until he tightly holds you where it matters the most and leaves no space for anything to come in the way. It feels infinite. Its an orgasmic experience one encounters under the strangest of situations and boy! its better than sex.

Now place the same chemical in a new environment, shes lost. She doesn't need acknowledgment, gratification or love from anyone. She wants angel dearest to travel with her everywhere she goes so he can complimentarily function.
But angels aren't meant to be amongst travelling humans for too long. They work within their space and move on.

Its humans like me who experience momentary bliss and watch angels fly to other people, sync their bodies and heal them of longing.
Its humans like me who wait for similar angels to come say hello to a lost soul in the sands of time.
Its humans like me who need completion for survival with not too many options available.
Its humans like me who've seen many angels come and go but not one who is here to stay.
Its humans like me who understand distances even when one is a floor apart.
Its humans like me who are in search of humans like me for permanence.
Its humans like me who'll wait and wait and wait and ...