Why do we hold hands?

Why do we hold hands? So that someone can guide us the way? Or because we fear to fall down alone? No, we hold hands to feel connected, for belongingness, and sometimes to feel home, for someone who feels home. We hold hands to exist, exist in the moment, a moment where surprisingly we are [...]

Love is Love <3

"What kind of love is this?" They asked What is "kind of" in love I argued back "You're sick," they said, when I told them I love her They laughed so hard that I forgot to laugh again I tried to wipe her off my memory and follow the societal norm only to realize it [...]