Hold.

Hold
Her hand and my coat
Hold
Her neck and my throat
Hold
Her place and my seat
Hold
Her tight when I leave
Hold
Her phone when I text
Hold
Your pride and my head
I've never asked why
And I might know why
I don't ask why
I should know, I
I could ask why
Should I ask why
My head turns from side to side
It feels like I cannot decide