When a kiss becomes poison,
An embrace a weapon,

We fear to get close,
A mask now shields our mouth and nose.

Reality won't ever be the same,
These past eight months, everything has changed.

When walking outside becomes forbidden,
To our friends we keep a painful distance.

Life isn't the same,
So much has changed.

The fear of holding hands,
The fear of how close to each other we stand.

We know the world is viewed differently,
A hard truth we all begin to see. 

Get close or put yourself at risk.
Stay indoors,

Thinking of all the people we miss..
Fallen apart, our outside world.

When everyday life has come to a halt,
A tragedy of plagued death lies at fault.

Torn by distance...
Those days when life was good, we all can agree we miss it.