The Way You Hold Me

The Way You Hold Me

You don’t ask me what’s wrong, you just stay
Your arms become the words I couldn’t say
No questions, no pressure, no rush
Just healing in the hush of your touch

It’s the way you hold me, not too tight
But just enough to make it right
You speak with your hands, not your voice
And somehow, I feel like I have a choice
In your silence, I feel free
It’s the way you hold me

Your palm on my back tells me I'm home
In a crowded world, I’m never alone
Every gentle squeeze, every trace
Brings light to my quietest space

It’s the way you hold me, not too tight
But just enough to make it right
You speak with your hands, not your voice
And somehow, I feel like I have a choice
In your silence, I feel free
It’s the way you hold me

You don’t need to ask, you just know
Where to touch, where not to go
Like a map of my hidden heart
You trace the lines and pull me apart

It’s the way you hold me, like I’m whole
Like touch could cleanse a broken soul
No need for answers, no big plans
Just the truth inside your hands
I never knew love so quietly
'Til I felt the way you hold me