"Always remember that it's like this..."
You took my hand gently and held it tight...
Silence...I wish this could last forever.
As bold as this truth you are saying,
As comforting as this feeling-
When everything else in my life is sooo...
Confusing. Scary. Scattered.
Fast. Loud. Tiring. Changing.
It matters to believe...to belong.
To be. To have.
Something certain.
We stared at the clasping hands,
As we both understood and cried...
And there was no more past...
For we own that moment and the future.
They may change.
We may change.
But THIS. The one that we have.
Surreal. Unconventional.
The world would never understand.
The certain beat of our hearts, the language of our soul.
"Always remember that it's like this..."