It would be an exaggeration if I said forever, I only want seconds with you and it’s more than enough.
It would be an understatement if I said I’d like to hold your hand; I’d love it, would care so much to bag an opportune split-second just to feel the electricity of your touch against my skin, against my hands brimming with sweat.
All I want is a chance to be with you, and hold your hand — even in the shortest of moments. Just that dear, and I’m good to go.
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