\"I\'m proud to say I was loved
It\'s how he always held my hand leading me out of the crowd
Making sure my coffee was not too hot
Holding my hand when there\'s thunder because he knows my fear of them
We would stay in silence
With only the sound of our heartbeats
Only we understood the story they told.
It was always the way he would hug me, warm and homely
Right then and there
I would know everything\'s gonna be fine
Without him uttering a single word
He didn\'t say I looked beautiful
He said I was exactly how the sun looked everymorning
He didn\'t say I was lucky to be loved by him
He said he was lucky to be with me and get to experience life with me
I once asked him wants to feel when he\'s inlove
He wanted to feel like he was floating, he wanted to be warm and he wanted to live for that person and love her with his entire existence
Little did I know he meant me
Everything he did, he did it because he loved me
I didn\'t see his love but I surely felt it
He held me with slippery hands but he didn\'t allow me to fall, he didn\'t break me
He held me without hurting me
I\'m floating he said hugging me tight then I knew I was loved\"