3rd November 2016.

Prompt- ' Holding Hands: The first time you held someone’s hand.' from thinkwritten.com

I shielded my eyes from the blazing sun,

Almost blinded by the brightness surrounding me.

I stood there, lost in the sea of the morning crowd,

Watching people as they went past me, in their predestined directions.

My heart fluttered in my chest, as I felt your touch

The strong grip of your hand in mine, reassuring.

I turned to see you smiling down at me

And I found myself lost in your warm embrace.

As we walked through the crowded station,

You never let go of my hand for once,

And as I looked at our entwined hands,

I could believe that, for once life will be good.

Even now as I remember those old times,

I feel the secure warmth of your hands in mine.

And though you are no longer a part of my present,

I am still grateful for what you were to me, once.

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