Your Hand in Mine

Remember

"Have I wrecked it all?" Barack asked as he sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes were sunken in and it's been 5 days now since he handed his presidency over to Donald Trump. Even though he was ready to give it up, it was still a toll on his mental health. His eyes wander over his shoulder to his wife sleeping peacefully. He closes his eyes as he rubs his hands over his buzzed head stress in his eyes.

"I can't do this right now," Barack says as he stands out of bed and heads to the bathroom. As he reaches the bathroom he heads for the medicine cabinet. His eyes land on the little lock attached to the cabinet, with a grimace on his wrinkled face. As a tired sigh leaves his chapped lips, he grabs the tiny lock in his hands and unlocks it. Residing in the cabinet is mostly Michelle's cosmetics that she doesn't want their daughter Sasha getting into, although he isn't worried about that though his eyes are laid on the antidepressants residing on the top shelf of the cabinet shelves. With a shaky hand, he grabs the bottle, taking a pill out of the bottle and shoving it down his throat as his tired eyes shut hoping the effects will set in quickly.

A WEEK LATER

Barack hadn't been out of the house in a while, and this was the first time he'd been out since the boot from office. Michelle had told him it was bad to stay cooped up for too long, so he had reluctantly left the house for an outing. He knows that Valentine's Day is coming up so he thought it might be better to get a gift early rather than later. His eyes laid on the quiet Hallmark store with a sigh he didn't want to be crowded right now. He walks into the humble store and is greeted by the kind old lady at the register. Barack starts searching the shelves finding nothing of interest but he is so distracted he accidentally bumps into someone else.

"Oh I'm sorry-" Barack goes to say but he stops as his eyes lock onto a pair of seafoam green orbs he hasn't seen in a long time.

"Harry?" Barack says stun on his face as he looks into the pair of eyes he thought he'd never see again. His emotions welled up inside his chest as he looked deep in his eyes into the eyes of a man he yearned for all those years ago. Was this real?

"''Ello Obama, haven'' seen you in a while...Sorry... didn'' mean to bump into you jus' trying to ge' to the till'' Harry says as he passes by Obama he slightly a slightly sad frown on his delicate face. Barack's face dropped in horror did..did Harry just address him formally? Was he pretending that what happened between them never happened? It couldn't be, that would be cruel. His Harry wasn't cruel but kind and gentle. Harry was cold, bitter, even a shell of his former fling lover. Barack decided that he wouldn't have that, his hand reaches out snatching Harry's wrist tightly, since they were at the back of the store no one could see them.

"Did you just ignore me, we had something and you're just gonna ignore that?" Barack says looking into Harry's captivating eyes that just held tinges of regret but it was quickly shielded by coldness. Harry huffed looking away. A look of annoyance on his face"We were nothing more than a fling, don't act like you care about me now, I tried to keep us a thing and you ignored me! I sent you tickets to my concert and you didn't even respond! I waited for you and you didn't come and I had to look at the reserved seat that was there for YOU, and weep because I'd look like a fool if I sang the song I made for you without you there! Harry hissed shoving a crumpled paper into Barack's hands as he shoulders past him and out the store. Backs eyes widened as he looked at the crumpled lined paper in his shaky hands. Did he mess this up?

AT HOME LATER

Barack stepped into his study after a quietly uncomfortable dinner since no matter what his family said he wasn't quite here. As he walked into his study he sighed, locking the door so he wouldn't be disturbed. He sat in the chair at his desk, his head in hands as he reached his shaky hand into his pocket grabbing the small note Harry had given him earlier in the day. His eyes widened as he read the words on the paper.

"Commander in Love"

From the moment that we met, in the White House, no regretsYou were leading the nation, but I found my inspirationYour smile lit up the room, as we danced under the moonYour charm and grace, everything fell into place

Oh Baby, you're my guiding star

In your eyes, I see forever, no matter how farEvery memory we create, every story we shareIn this love affair, I'll always be thereRemember that night in Chicago, the city lights aglowWhispers in the wind, secrets we'd never rescindYour laughter fills the air, bantering without a careNavigating through the storm, it's you I'll always adore
Oh Honey, you're my guiding starIn your eyes, I see forever, no matter how farEvery memory we create, every story we shareIn this love affair, I'll always be there
Through speeches and debates, in victories and fatesYou've been by my side, in you, I confideIn every melody, in every harmonyYou're the melody in my love song, where I belong

Oh Barack, you're my guiding starIn your eyes, I see forever, no matter how farEvery memory we create, every story we shareIn this love affair, I'll always be there

As the curtains close on this tale, I'll always prevailWith you, my love's unwavering, forever celebratingCommander in love, my heart you've wonIn this journey together, we've only just begun

Barack's eyes raced over the page, a heavy weight on his shoulders as his heart dropped.

"I really messed up didn't I"