To Be Held

My body aches,

From all the sadness my heart feels,

Maybe that's why we've arms,

To hold on to each other when it hurts so bad.

My heart beats,

Every minute with an emptiness,

Maybe that's why we've arms,

To hold on to each other when we can't love us back.

My arms search,

For a familiar touch,

Maybe that's why we hold on to each other,

When it hurts so bad.

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