Now that I have found it. I don't ever want to let it go. 
Sometimes the palms of my hands get rubbed raw, and my knuckles go white and my joints begin to ache. But that pain is nothing compared to what I would feel if I ever lost you. They say it is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. I now know that that is the truth. But has anyone ever told you how it feels to have had love and have it slip between your fingers because you didn't know how to keep it in your grasp. I knew nothing about keeping things in my grasp, for I was weak. I always let them get away. But this once. Just once, I pray for strength so I can hang on until my raw, bloody calloused hands .... go numb.