I'm here

Warm touch. Slowly you fall.
you are caught!
Being in anothers arms is like a warm summer's sun.
As is love.
It keeps one going day after day.
But if you run too quickly in it
The feeling becomes unbearable.

When you lose it,
all things go dark and cold.
You slowly start going mad,
the end feels near.

Fear not.
For I will always be here. Beside you.
When the sun shines too bright I will cover you,
or when darkness falls. I shall be your light.
Don't grab the hand
that only will throw you back
grab the hand that will pull you up.

I will be with you.
The question is,
will you grab my hand?