"thoughts."
he began
"are stars I cannot
fathom into constellations."
he wrapped his arms
around her
she smiled in his warmth
making the most
of this very moment.
staring up at the sky
the stars twinkled
never let me go
she thought
in his embrace
this time
he was the one
that was afraid
afraid of letting her go
in fear of her leaving,
in fear of her
running away
but would the thought
ever cross her mind
that maybe
sometime
he would hold on tight
too tight
and when she did
want to run away
she wouldn't be able to.