Holding Hands

I sit here
Next to you
Wishing you would take my hand
I would take yours
But I’m still not sure
That this I what you want
I lay my hand down
To wait and see
You take my hand
And I give yours a squeeze
Seeking reassurance
That this is a shared desire
You return my gently pressure
We share a look and smile
No matter how this ends
We’ll always be best friends