Hold my hand

Hold my hand. Hold my hand and walk with me. You do not have to say a word. Just your presence and touch is enough. Hold my hand while I battle my own demons at the moment because I do not want to talk out loud or bother you with them. While I pull myself together untangling every thought, negative memories or feelings that is somehow all connected on the same string and I am spiraling from corner to corner twisting and turning and jumping through loop after loop trying to get it straight. Hold my hand while I'm at peace; When the waters are calm and the sand is cool and there is not a problem in the world. Hold my hand when my world is falling apart and when it is beautifully whole. Hold my hand and walk with me in silence because your presence screams louder than any word or sound you could possibly make. Your hand in mine and mine in yours. It is like they were literally created to fit just perfect isn't it? Hold my hand when I want to break down and when I'm floating on cloud nine. Say things to me silently that instantly calm my heart and make my soul have purpose. For those silent whispers give me the strength to carry on. Hold my hand because the silence is vibrating through your fingertips up mine and into every chamber of my heart. Simply, just hold my hand.