Hold You Close
Hold You Close
I wanna hold you close,
closer than the spaces between our breaths,
closer than the quiet that falls between words.
I wanna look into your eyes,
not just to see their color,
but to dive deeper, to feel the soul that lives behind them,
the soul that speaks without needing a voice.
In your gaze, there’s something unspoken,
something I’ve always been searching for,
as if you’ve always been here,
waiting for this moment,
and I never knew until now.
I always wanted someone like you—
not just for the way you smile,
or the way you make everything feel softer,
but for the way you’re simply present,
rooted in this world,
and yet, there’s something ethereal about you.
You’re beautiful, sure,
but it’s the kind of beauty that doesn’t fade,
the kind that lives in your energy,
in the way you carry yourself without pretense,
in the way you don’t have to try to be seen.
It’s in the way you are,
the way your presence fills a room without words,
and suddenly, the air feels different.
Cute, yeah, that too,
but not in the fleeting way,
not in the way that changes with time.
You’re cute in the way you laugh,
in the way you look at me when you think I’m not noticing,
in the small things,
the way you find joy in the simplest moments.
It’s that kind of cute that makes me wanna stay,
that makes me wanna know every part of you.
You make the world seem less heavy,
like nothing is as complicated as it seems
when you’re here beside me.
I wanna hold you close,
to feel the warmth of your skin,
not just the surface,
but the heat that comes from deep within,
from the core of who you are.
There’s a softness in you,
but there’s strength too,
a quiet resilience that shows in the way you move,
in the way you don’t let the world break you,
even when it tries.
You’re down to earth in ways that make me feel grounded,
like I can find my own center
just by being near you.
I wanna hold you close,
not to possess,
but to share in the silence,
the kind that doesn’t need to be filled.
There’s something sacred in the stillness with you,
in the moments where time seems to stop,
where the world falls away,
and it’s just us,
breathing in the same space,
connected without needing to say a thing.
It’s in those moments
that I feel like I’ve found something rare,
something that feels like it was...
I wanna hold you close,
closer than the spaces between our breaths,
closer than the quiet that falls between words.
I wanna look into your eyes,
not just to see their color,
but to dive deeper, to feel the soul that lives behind them,
the soul that speaks without needing a voice.
In your gaze, there’s something unspoken,
something I’ve always been searching for,
as if you’ve always been here,
waiting for this moment,
and I never knew until now.
I always wanted someone like you—
not just for the way you smile,
or the way you make everything feel softer,
but for the way you’re simply present,
rooted in this world,
and yet, there’s something ethereal about you.
You’re beautiful, sure,
but it’s the kind of beauty that doesn’t fade,
the kind that lives in your energy,
in the way you carry yourself without pretense,
in the way you don’t have to try to be seen.
It’s in the way you are,
the way your presence fills a room without words,
and suddenly, the air feels different.
Cute, yeah, that too,
but not in the fleeting way,
not in the way that changes with time.
You’re cute in the way you laugh,
in the way you look at me when you think I’m not noticing,
in the small things,
the way you find joy in the simplest moments.
It’s that kind of cute that makes me wanna stay,
that makes me wanna know every part of you.
You make the world seem less heavy,
like nothing is as complicated as it seems
when you’re here beside me.
I wanna hold you close,
to feel the warmth of your skin,
not just the surface,
but the heat that comes from deep within,
from the core of who you are.
There’s a softness in you,
but there’s strength too,
a quiet resilience that shows in the way you move,
in the way you don’t let the world break you,
even when it tries.
You’re down to earth in ways that make me feel grounded,
like I can find my own center
just by being near you.
I wanna hold you close,
not to possess,
but to share in the silence,
the kind that doesn’t need to be filled.
There’s something sacred in the stillness with you,
in the moments where time seems to stop,
where the world falls away,
and it’s just us,
breathing in the same space,
connected without needing to say a thing.
It’s in those moments
that I feel like I’ve found something rare,
something that feels like it was...