he holds the back of my head like im a baby that needs to be cared for

and me, i’m clinging to his shirt like i’m drowning and he’s the only raft available for safety

anyone else who saw us would probably immediately start murmurs of “oh my god they’re together” or joke about a romance novel

but that’s not what this is

and i don’t really care because you and i, we know the truth and we know that this is us and this is our connection and as long as that’s clear i don’t give a damn what anyone else has to say about it

we don’t need labels or stress of what this is because inside we know even if there aren’t words in any language for us to describe it by

its just you and me

and for now that’s enough