I used to not think much of it. But honestly I miss it so much. And I don’t want to hold just anyone’s hand. I want it to be someone I truly care for and love. Someone I want to give my hand to and walk side by side with. Someone that would still hold my hand even if it’s dry and rough and see that dryness and laugh hard about it, but still see the beauty in it too. Someone who makes my hand feel warm inside and that warmness travels from each finger tip to every cell in my body. I want to be able to support someone and pull them along when they need the pulling. I want to show them that the smallest touch of brushing one’s fingers on one’s palms can be the biggest sensation ever felt. I want to hold your hand and walk side by side, together, on equal levels with love and compassion.
