The first time you reached for my hand, I pulled away & let it slip back into the comfort of my solitude. The second time you reached for my hand, I traced my insecurities into your veins. I tried to make you understand that I lacked perfection. The third time you reached for my hand, I let you hold it, but I wasnt sure I could risk holding yours. The fourth time you reached for my hand, I started testing out the waters, I pressed my fingers against your skin, but only one at a time. The fifth time you reached for my hand, I let mine leap into your own & tried to convince myself it was Destiny! And the sixth time I reached for Your hand, but it was nowhere to be found
Posted on: Tue, 27 Aug 2013 07:19:14 +0000
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