It was only a hug.
Only a minute in your arms.
But in that sixty seconds, I could
feel the warmth of your skin
beneath your shirt, warming
this soul that had turned cold.
It was only a hug.
Only a minute in your arms.
But in that minute, I laid
my head on your chest,
and heard the comforting
sound of your heartbeat.
It was only a hug.
Only a minute in your arms.
But in that short time, I felt
the connection between us
that has always existed, a
connection I have missed, and
one that brings me peace.
It was only a hug.
Only a minute in your arms.
But that minute started the
healing of a broken heart,
and gave me hope that we
can move forward, put aside
the past, and become
lifelong friends.
It was only a hug.
Only a minute in your arms.
But in that minute…
I was home.