Held

But the way you held my hand

And caressed my palm

That's the moment I realized

Everything will work out

Hope still have a heartbeat

I feel its vital signs in your touch

Pulsating through my handprints

I feel more than your hand

I feel loved again

It's like putting a love song on repeat

Blasting through the speakers in my mind

Tears evaporate into my face

Glossy brown eyes

Glazed from the aftermath of crying

Helplessly like a newborn

Fresh out of the womb

So tender so innocent

Guilt free emotion

Organic, pure, and fresh

Ripe from the arteries

The vines of my once broken heart

Until you repaired it

With your own two hands

Holding mines in place

You put them on your cheeks

To wipe the teardrops from your eyes

You felt obligated to cry too

My hurt was your hurt

I felt that with my own two hands

And then you cracked a smile

That's the moment I realized

Your joy was my joy

I crack a smile with you

I'm in good hands

We're in God's hands