I had myself in my arms,
holding myself, bolding myself,
for the time I knew that would take a shape,
that I couldn’t resist being in.

I had myself in my thoughts,
holding someone, cuddling someone,
for the time that she was going through,
that she couldn’t resist being in.

I had myself in a crowd,
holding a thought, fighting the crowd,
for the time that I wanted to be safe for,
that the crowd tried to ruin up, that played havoc…