Hold

Hold tight

To the touch that makes you feel safe

To the smile that makes you feel seen

To the soul that makes you feel young

To the eyes that make you feel worthy

To the words that make you feel loved

To the days that make the lonely nights alright

Hold tight to what soon becomes memories.

~ l m d

Babe

The word is spoken as we are tangled up together, bodies pressed against each other. Comfortable, I begin to believe that the name means something to you. But, suddenly my elation turns to skepticism as I realize it is only when we are like this that I hear that word. All of my doubts come rushing back and overturning the glimmer of hope I had felt just moments ago. Is it just a coincidence or something painfully purposeful? I fear that it will be revealed to be the latter and I wonder how I will feel if it is the truth. For I’m not sure I could handle the taming of your tongue out of fear that it would speak the wrong name.

~ l m d