Hold Me

I try to tell you I'm not worth it. But there's no one there to believe me. No on there to trust me. Instead, all you want to do is to hold me. Hold me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. And you make me melt. Sweeping away all my fears and worries. Fears and worries that are ever ready to fly back into the vestiges of my mind, to strike uncertainty in my soul. I want to believe, but I need convincing. So much more convincing. So continue to hold me. Hold me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear.