It was during that program…
You didn't have anywhere else to sit so I offered half of my seat. You joked around saying if you would have my lap but you sat down and shared my seat anyway. Then I couldn't pull the walls up anymore and found comfort under your skin. And I would have hoped you found the same comfort when we connected our palms and our fingertips touched. When those two seconds, when that fraction of life, became the seizure of my cardiovascular system. And you closed your fingertips around mine.
And I had to stop because I was conscious. Because I knew their eyes.