i held your hand, it fit like a glove
we talked about me
we talked about you
we talked about life and you really listened
you looked at me and it was right there in your eyes
you touched my leg at one point, told me to carry on
i had forgotten what i was sayin in the middle of my words
it made my hands shake
i babbled on, i didn't know what to say
you made me feel so right, just right
when you told me of that girl
the one who didn't love you right
it made me smile
we had both been burnt and it was ok
later when you kissed me it felt like you were meant to be there
i didn't expect it
you held my head so delicately
you held my hands by their fingertips and entwined your little finger around my hand
i looked at you in a new way
we stayed up all night
we talked and laughed
we agreed and moved in a way i had never known
there was no rips or tears at the seams
you didn't pull my hair or scream at me
i didn't push too hard
i just fell into being
i looked at you and felt ok
you smiled and i smiled
we got drunk and stayed til the sun came back out again
and in the morning when i had to leave
you held me all the way to the door
we mumbled goodbyes and kissed at the door
i felt young
i felt me
i feel good
i feel ok
you took me away and brought me back again
and never once did i get scared
you, made me smile
and made me want to see you again
you think it was just words
but we were poets in our own book
and we wrote the most wonderful lines
then when i see you again
we will make it so
that it will be ok
and it will be safe
and we will touch fingertips
and it will feel like we never said goodbye
thank you