Hold My Hand


Each time I say, I'm scared to lose you or I'm afraid of darkness or I'm insecure about us, Vivaan says "Hold my hand".

And then, he looks straight into my eyes and holds my hand.

Then time stopped for a minute. I could see nothing just his eyes, I could hear nothing just his silence I feel nothing just the coldness of his hands that gives me warmth.
Warmth, that is enough to melt all my fears.

Today, while sitting in the coffee shop, I said Vivaan that one day, just like everyone else, you'll also leave. You'll have to go. And then again, I'll be all alone, shattered and broken.

Vivaan again uttered the same words, "Just hold my hand". This time, I didn't. Instead, I had a question. I looked away at the clock that was striking 6:59pm. And I questioned Vivaan, "Hold my hand? Until when? Where will you take me?"
Before I could finish, Vivaan already had my hands in his and then he said something that left me blank for 8 seconds. "Hold my hands until you feel wrinkles in them. Hold my hand until the warmth between you and me becomes the same. Hold my hands and we will go. Go away from everyone who leaves you. Hold my hands and we will run into the woods spending rest of our lives with each other, away from all your fears, all your tears, and all your nightmares. Hold my hand, until you feel secure until you feel safe until every ounce of you loves me." The clock struck 7:15. It was already dark outside. "Let's go," I said.
This time, I didn't fear the darkness, cause I had the light with me, in my hands and that's YOU.

- Pranavi Darsi

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