Hold me

One who will hold me when I feel depressed,
Whose heart will ache along with mine,
chest pressed against chest.
Longing for the healing power of touch,
Living without it can feel like a crutch.
To think she will know my mind better than I know myself,
Perhaps even ponder how much I remind her of herself,
Time with you I wish to spend,
A best friend to love until the very end.