I can't stop myself from thinking,
thinking how my hands could be a perfect fit for yours today, but not the next.
I can't stop thinking how my hands won't just fit someone else's but they will be meant to touch each other for the moment.
sometimes our hands are meant for each other for the moment but not the full mile.
but nobody thinks about it because they want the opposite.
they try not focus on the bad.
and don't consider the good that can come out of the bad.
in life you may touch one hand or a million different more.
you never know.

© Rio Pursia (AKA) DeMario Rankin