A pink hand holding onto the wrist of a blue hand. Their nails are painted neon yellow.

Hold me

Hold me, my darling

For the night is cold and someone is calling.

Take my hand and tell me stories again,

Tell me all the words you’ve saved for her again.

Let’s whisper secrets in the dark and laugh and cry,

Between the sheets, where you cannot lie.

Tell me I’m your dream.

Hold me tonight, my darling

And let’s pretend to be twenty,

And in love again.

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