Hold My Hand Quotes

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Charlotte Eriksson
“I will miss
my chest exploding
you coming home late
not turning on the light
always waking me up

I will miss
the sudden burst of safety
when you look at me
or hold my hand
or say something like
”let’s go home”

I will miss
the years I lost
on something or someone.
The pieces didn’t fit, shaped wrong
the timing slightly off.

I loved you like I always will.”
Charlotte Eriksson

Richelle E. Goodrich
“I felt sad.
I felt cold.
I felt hurt.
I felt forsaken and lonely.
I felt doubtful and hesitant.
I felt scared and deeply worried.
I felt different, unknown, and unwelcome.
I felt empty and woefully neglected.
I felt weak and intimidated.
I felt withdrawn and shy.
I felt utterly hopeless.
Then you held my hand,
and I felt better.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

Paloma Beck
“I was alone in this discovery because it was my secret, my private exploration.”
Paloma Beck, Hold My Hand

Ahmed Mostafa
“Don't be afraid! Hold my hand and let's jump off that cliff; together.”
Ahmed Mostafa

Paloma Beck
“I was caged by him like a bird with clipped wings. I could flutter but I couldn’t escape though I’m not certain I’d want to even if I could.”
Paloma Beck, Hold My Hand

Paloma Beck
“I was caught by him. I was absolutely, unintentionally ensnared. Held by the look in his cocoa brown eyes when he spoke, commanding me. I shivered at his words as if they were touches sliding down my spine.”
Paloma Beck, Hold My Hand

Paloma Beck
“His warmth enveloped me. I was caught in him, absolutely ensnared by all that he was. I shivered as his words –his heated breath- brushed down along my spine. They invoked a frisson of awareness in me that built my need for him, my desire. Though there was still the rational part of me screaming that what I desired was so possibly wrong, I couldn’t resist him.”
Paloma Beck, Hold My Hand

Durjoy Datta
“It made me hope he would tell me that he still needed me despite all that he had, that he really missed me and wanted me back, but he didn't.”
Durjoy Datta, Hold My Hand

Durjoy Datta
“Deep has to go to his world, where he has friends and books and girls with eyes to date, and she will be alone with only her dad. She has to let go, she decides.”
Durjoy Datta, Hold My Hand

Durjoy Datta
“He will not be around anyway and Ahana will find someone else to explore the city with. And who knows? She might be in Paris the next year or in Brussels and will find someone better.”
Durjoy Datta, Hold My Hand

Durjoy Datta
“Who would want him? he asks himself. Certainly not Ahana, who's funny, bright and so beautiful that it hurts.”
Durjoy Datta, Hold My Hand

Paloma Beck
“My answer provided me with the first smile I’d seen on William’s face. It was more a grin, a cat-catches-the-canary kind of grin that froze me in place. Had I been more intuitive then, I would’ve known of the things to come.”
Paloma Beck, Hold My Hand

Paloma Beck
“I’ve watched you for a very long time now. And in this time, I’ve come to discover just as I first suspected. We are perfect for one another.”
Paloma Beck, Hold My Hand

Preeth Padmanabhan Nambiar
“Hold my hands, O Lord, for the world is so crowded,
If I lose myself, whom else would I condemn?”
Preeth Nambiar, The Voyage to Eternity

Durjoy Datta
“Life follows the same routine-I wake up to nothing new or exciting. Everyday it's the same. Except some days, days like today, when I wake up with a powerful desire of going right back to sleep. Or maybe be spared the pain of having ever to wake up again. I'm just tired. Tired of the monotony, tired of pitying myself and my dad, tired of being a subject of sympathy who crosses my path, and of being so pathetically obsessed with a guy who doesn't give a shit about me.”
Durjoy Datta, Hold My Hand

Durjoy Datta
“Life follows the same routine-I wake up to nothing new or exciting. Everyday i's the same. Except some days, days like today, when I wake up with a powerful desire of going right back to sleep. And maybe be spared the pain of having ever to wake up again. I'm just tired. Tired of the monotony, tired of pitying myself and my dad, tired of being a subject of sympathy who crosses my path, and of being so pathetically obsessed with a guy who doesn't give a shit about me.”
Durjoy Datta