The Blue Book

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I am not good with words,

So all I can do is hug you,

Hold on tightly like you might disappear,

You will slip away from me,

Water through my fingers.

I try hard to remember that you,

Don't like to be held... not at all,

But I can't speak and I don't want you to feel like you're alone,

For tonight all you have is me until the morning comes.