today, holding hands has lost its meaning altogether. like a child without exuberence. like a plane without wings.
so now, i'll reach out to yours like i always did.hug you even tighter than how you do when we enter the lift.pull you closer to me as if the world around us came to a standstill. kiss you even when heads would turn our way. cos i want you to feel the happiness that i would feel when someone does that to me. i'll gladly want you to feel loved like how i felt - butterflies fluttering in my tummy.
;cos i finally told you how much i'd always wished you would hold mine in yours. now that you do, its because you know its what i wished for, not because you really wanted to. i don't want to wait till we reach home, or when we're in the lift when no one else but the stars knows i love you. what if i never made it home?
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