As I held your bag
That you made me hold unto
Somehow, it felt embarrassing
Yet blushing to every strand of my heart
This unwavering mind thinking of you
A thousand muscles and hormones
I held onto it carefully
As if it was you
Careful and gentle
As if you were under my care
Holding your bag as if it was mine
Was like holding to my feelings for you
Bliss and steaming
We escaped the cold
Talked a little
Teasing each other
And parted ways
It wasn't sad
And another sweet smile appeared
[R]