I would hug you. I would hug you so freaking tight. So freaking tight your bones would complain. I would hug you so that you'd have to hold your breath, cause there would be no space left in your lungs for any air to enter. I would hug you so strong you'd feel the pressure of my chest against you everytime I breathed. And I would dive my hand inside your hair and pull your head close to me and caress it softly. And I would hold you like that. I would hold you like that until you get warm. Until all my warmth be shared with you.

I would hug you. I would. I really would. And I would make you feel really loved. I would cradle you. And I would caress you softly and warmly. And I would hold you so close you would feel my heart beating fast and loudly. You would feel my pulse and I would feel your scent. And I would probably get drousy by your sweet perfume and say so many things I wanted to. Maybe you'd like. And maybe we would kiss. And maybe you'd like me. Or maybe not.

Yeah, I would hug you. I would hug you close and tenderly. And, then - maybe then - the world would make perfect sense to me.