Theres always that one guy who gets a hold on you. Not like your best friends brother who gets you in a headlock kind of hold. Or the little kid youre babysitting who attaches himself to your leg kind of hold. Im talking epic. Life changing. The cant eat cant sleep cant do your homework cant stop giggling cant remember anything but his smile kind of hold. Like Wesley and Buttercup proportions. Harry and Sally. Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. The kind of hold in all your favorite 80s songs like the Must Have Been Loves the Take My Breath Aways the Eternal Flamesthe ones you sing into a hairbrush-microphone at the top of your lungs with your best friends on a Saturday night.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.