I Do It For Her

Let Me Hold You

I still can't believe we're sitting together on your bed, my arms wrapped around your shoulders. The scent of your hair almost as sugar sweet as the smile playing on your lips. My heart's beating out of my chest and the blush in my cheeks is making you giggle. For you, it's all worth it.

I'm so scared that if I have to let you go, that I won't be able to hold you for an eternity. So I just press your frame against mine and pray that it will never have to end. You're the only thing that's keeping me warm in this cold, cold world. And I just want you to push the frost away for a little longer.

Never in a thousand life times did I think I could meet someone as kind and accepting as you. Even though my scars run deep, the love you gave me to fix them runs deeper, and repairs every imperfection the world bestowed on me. I don't know why I was the one to deserve you, but I know that you'll be the only thing that will have to be give to me to know there is a heaven to create such an angel as yourself.

You're still giggling at the fact that I'm nervous about being this close to you, and that we're the only ones in your house. You're sitting on my lap and your hands coax my arms down around your waist. One of your arms drapes like a hook on the back of my neck and the other over my shoulder. Your head rests over my nearly bursting heart and your eyes are drifting shut.

You serenely hum the chorus of your favorite song, our song. Within minutes, my eyes are closing as well.

It feels almost too good to be true that I'm to one you care about, when so many others could be more worth your time than I'll ever be. I love you, and will always want what's best for you. That's why I remind you that you could do so much better than me. You brush it off and say that I'm the one you want, and that nothing could change that. Every time you say it, you make me want to hold you like I am now.

It takes me a while, but the sound of your voice dying out and calm breathing add up in my head saying you've fallen asleep. Gently, I lift you up from under your legs and back and lay you back on your bed. I pull your covers over you and press a tender kiss to your forehead.

"Goodnight, my angel," I whisper in your ear. I let my lips linger on your forehead again for a second before tiptoeing to the door of your room. I shut off the lights and close the door behind me. I sigh, knowing I won't be able to see you for a while, and leave your house for my car.

I open the door and slip inside, only to find something that you've left on the passenger's seat. It's a picture of a beach, with two people sitting on towels together, watching the sunset over the water. It makes me smile, since I know this picture is of you and me.

I take the photo and clip it to my head board, making a mental note to find a better place for it later. I pull out of your driveway, but not before I catch the curtains of your room swoosh open. I see your silhouette in the window, seemingly sad.

"I'm sorry," I say. It was time for me to leave, and knowing that if I went back to you, I'd probably never leave.