When I take your hands.

When I Hold Your Hand

I have a friend.
Her name is Mika.

Tonight, we have a plan.
We will meet together.

There is something
I want to tell her.

It is a secret.
A very important secret.

I wait for her
with a fast-beating heart.

Then I see her.

“Hey, Mika!
I am here!”

She walks to me
with a gentle smile.

“Taro,
it was tonight, right?
I was a little worried
I had the wrong day.

But I found you here.
I’m glad.
I’m happy to see you.”

Her words make me smile.
But my heart beats faster.

We start to walk together.

The night air is cool.
The town is quiet.
The lights are soft.

We talk about little things.
The sky.
The wind.
Our day.

But inside my heart,
my big words are waiting.

I want to say them.
I want to be brave.