You hold my hand like it’s the most simple thing in the world. When my fingers wrap around yours, I’m holding on to more than you know. I am holding on to pretty light and white sound. I am holding on to soft smiles and bright eyes and the comfort encapsulated in your very body.
I don’t know how to tell you you’re the angel on my shoulder and the one I talk to for comfort when I’m alone at night. Blankets are pulled tighter around my shoulders and I don’t know how to let you know I pretend your arms are around me when they can’t be.
In my head you’ve saved me over and over. My fingertips trace the numbers on the phone and all I think about it you. All I want to hear is your voice in my ear and and I want to feel is your breath on my skin.
I would leave the door unlocked for you.
I would leave the lights on.