You hold me so tighly,
like you'd never want me to go,
Your hands hold me, firm but gentle,
Create a feeling, I never thought I'd know.
Your hands offer a safety I don't feel I deserve,
Yet something feels right when you hold me.
My thoughts grow quiet, my heart finds peace,
And in your arms, I can finally just be.
Don't stop holding me this tightly,
Press your hands into my skin.
Cause when you hold me, tight and secure,
I feel so much calmer, more than I've ever been.
And everytime, I have to admit,
when you're with me, and I'm with you
There's nowhere I would rather be,
and nothing I would rather do.
When you're gone, your scent remains,
your breath still whispers on my skin,
I can almost feel your hands again,
as if you're still here, breathing me in.