The Glass Partition

I want to be with you, yet I know it's not possible.
Here we are two people separated by an enormous glass partition.
I'm looking at you, and you are looking at me. We both want the other.
As we touch the glass hand to hand yearning, to embrace, caress, and comfort each other. I want it shattered and destroyed, but the timing is not right. There are issues and situations standing in our way, and you say put an "H" on your chest and handle it. Once time permits and the day of completion have finally come, nothing can be done. So for now I'll enjoy my view of you through this
dreadful glass partition.