Out of Reach

He holds her hand, intertwines their fingers and lets her rest her cheek against his back.

She is close to him, feels him right there with her – right within her grasp.

She feels everything; his soft intakes of breath, how he holds her hand in his.

He is right there.

Yet, she knows he isn’t.

She has that part of him that she can touch.

But that’s all she has.

She knows and it hurts but she holds onto him – the last part of him that she can take.

Because his mind and heart will always be out of reach

Image credits to madison williams @ picship