I want more then I could ever say
To hold your hand, to not be scared.
I sit and wonder what could be
To not be stopped by fear and worry
This is not something I want to think about, not something I am ready to explain
Something I try to deny, to believe it isn't happening
This feels like a constant cycle, a never ending routine
Out of reach, my fingers brush what isn't mine
I close my hand around the air of what was there just a second before