I like it when you hold my hand, you kiss my forehead, and when you call me “baby.” It’s those little things you do that make me fall even more in love with you every day. I do not need fancy dinners, I do not like jewelry pieces, you do not need to be rich, and I just need you to be true and sincere. I fell in love with your personality.

I wrote everything about you in my memories. Now I can still hold you from my imagination and feel the love that is still there.

Sometimes I wish to become your favorite cup, so you could touch and hold me in your beautiful arms every day. Sometimes I wish to become your favorite blanket, so I could make you feel cozy and warm. Sometimes I wish to become your guardian angel to protect you from evil and sorrow.

All I wanted was someone to hold me when I needed somebody, but nobody seemed to care.

The most difficult battle in your love life would be choosing to hold on or just let her go.

Take this hand because you are the only one I want to hold it. Let me love you; let me do that.

You make my heart skip a beat every time you kiss me or hold my hand. There’s always something about what you do that makes me love you even more. And I’ll never get tired of the things you do for me.

I want to hold you tight and sleep with you by my side, but you are already so far away.