I don’t want anyone to hold my hands
The way you once held them tight.
When your fingers touched mine,
I felt like the luckiest girl alive.
How can I forget
The softness of your smile,
The sparkle in your eyes,
The warmth that stayed with me for miles?
You brushed your hand through my hair,
And in my dreams, I rested close to you.
When morning came, I woke alone
And realized it was never true.
It felt so real, so full of love,
A dream I wished would never end.
But sometimes love, no matter how deep,
Is not enough to make it stand.
In the end, we chose to let go,
Not because the love was gone,
But because life asks for more
Than just two hearts holding on.
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 9:45 PM UTC
I don’t want anyone to hold my hands
The way you once held them tight.
When your fingers touched mine,
I felt like the luckiest girl alive.
How can I forget
The softness of your smile,
The sparkle in your eyes,
The warmth that stayed with me for miles?
You brushed your hand through my hair,
And in my dreams, I rested close to you.
When morning came, I woke alone
And realized it was never true.
It felt so real, so full of love,
A dream I wished would never end.
But sometimes love, no matter how deep,
Is not enough to make it stand.
In the end, we chose to let go,
Not because the love was gone,
But because life asks for more
Than just two hearts holding on.
