Who ever knew
That something as simple as a hug could mean so much
That something as simple as a hug could mean so much
I can’t remember the last time I received a genuine hug
The last time someone reached out and took me in their arms
And then there you are offering me a kind embrace
Which is so foreign to me that I at first confuse it for some sort of awkward sideways high-five before realizing it was a hug
And then you held me gently in your arms
Your sweater soft and comforting
Your warmth filling me up as a I breathed in your scent
And awkwardly rested my chin on your sharp shoulder bone
I felt as if I would cry
Because you had reached out to me
Like no other
In the simplest and sweetest of human gestures
An Embrace
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