The first time we held hands I knew

I knew you were special

Oh I tried to deny it

Like I didn’t feel the sparks

Like my heart didn’t just skip a beat

But deep down I knew

 

The way our palms met effortlessly

and our fingers intertwined as if we’ve been doing this for a while

When we first held hands

Our souls met and that was the beginning of forever

Deep down I knew and you did too

It’s like our hearts had it’s own conversation

That our brain wasn’t invited to

They spoke a secret language that only they could understand

 

And now looking down at our hands

Old and wrinkled, with scars full of stories

I know that, I never wanna let go of your hand

 

 

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