Holding your hands,
Trying not to walk away,
Loving you, heart craving for you to stay
I wouldn't dream to let go of your hands.

Whenever I feel little distance between us
I rush to stand next to your side.
Hate even an inch that parts you and me
I will hold your hands, refusing to free.

When we grow old and our steps falter
When our energy drop and make us weaker
I will refuse to move from your side and
Would still want you to hold me tight.

I am not tired to say for thousandth time that"I love you" and would love to be with you ever...Hold my hands little tighter.