I was about to leave
when you reached out,
grabbing my hand.
Pulling me closer,
placing me on your lap.
I looked in your eyes,
as you wrapped your arms
around my waist.
Resting my head on your shoulder,
as you rest your head against mine.
Enjoying a brief moment
before turning to ask.
What can I do?
A tear runs down your cheek,
and you said "Please stay, and just hold me tight".