by Minna Von Walden
When holding your hand is enough. Enough to make the world outside fade away. Enough to calm my fears and destroy any worries. Enough to put my soul at ease. Enough to quiet my busy mind. And enough to make the beats of my heart fill my chest with enough love to conquer any obstacle and perhaps even take over the fires of the sun. And all of that, all of that happens because you are holding my hand.