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I only held his hands once, and it was fleeting....

As our skin touched,  I felt like flying..

 

With a sorry excuse, I called for him

He turned back as I grabbed his hand

Warm and calloused it was to me

englufed my small one and time stood still

 

It felt nice, but they were wrong about one thing

Sparks did not ignite that one morning

Only warmth came from those dark hands

It was nice but that's how my poem ends

 

Sadly, I can't be the girl beside him

I can only be someone there watching

From afar I can get caught smiling 

But then I'll only deny everything about him

 

It's sad but that's all there is to it.

It's hard but that's all that I could be

I'm that girl silently following behind him

I am fading tears and these are my feelings.

 

 

I only held his hands once, and it was fleeting....

As our skin touched, I felt like flying..

 

I'll hold his hands one last time, I am breaking...

I say my goodbye as I am leaving..