The silence behind that one sentence is so loud, it's screaming — I want a hug; the kind of hug that lasts for minutes which feel like...

I go in as a refugee, Leaving everything I ever had behind, Only to be wrapped up in arms, Straightaway telling me it's safe home, For...

My body aches, From all the sadness my heart feels, Maybe that's why we've arms, To hold on to each other when it hurts so bad. My heart...