Hand in Hand

The thing I liked the most that night
Was how you held my hand
The time we walked through lights and sounds
Was hard to understand.
The day you left was deathly still
And I could not receive
But things they go on as they will
With hardly a reprieve
I thought that I might hope again
And nights like this remind me still
Of the night you held my hand
And breathed in me a will.

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