I reach across with an open hand
hoping somewhere that you will extend yours
to envelop mine and draw circles of assurances on my palm
But, I am also afraid…
afraid, what if you don’t
afraid, what if you do.
I reach across with an open hand
hoping somewhere that you will extend yours
to envelop mine and draw circles of assurances on my palm
But, I am also afraid…
afraid, what if you don’t
afraid, what if you do.
afraid, that you are also thinking..
what if I don’t, what if I do.
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