random shit and thoughts

Holding My hand

You take my hand,

Grip it tight.

Walk me through the memories,

We hold hands together.

Glue them.

We hold on.

We tell each other, never let go.

We don't.

But time after time,

Finger after finger,

You let go.

You let me go.

You move on.

Leaving me behind.

Alone.

As you grab someone else's,

I watch.

My hands have leftover residue from out glued palms.

Waiting, sitting in silence.

Out hands, separated.