You held my hand loosely in yours,
But then you started to let go,
Your hand slowly brushed against mine,
The tips of your fingers touching and leaving mine,
The warmth of your hand leaving mine limp,

During that moment,
I felt the tiny threads connecting our fingers,
Stretched, but wanting to pull back together,
I felt the hesitation in your release,
Your desire to hold on,
My desire to hold on,
The passion and heat I felt in my body.

I wanted you to hold on!
I wanted you to be bold,
And grab onto my hand,
You were so close,
But instead, you let go,
And I didn't grab onto you.