ello, jello

To the person who grabbed my hand when I slammed into them in the pit today

I don’t remember your face

But my hand remembers the feel of yours

I didn’t know I was reaching

Before I realized you were holding my hand

It couldn’t have been more than a second

But I’ll remember you forever

Our eyes met for a moment

And then I was pulling

And you were smiling

And the mob pulled us back in – together

And you were still holding my hand

Sweat-slick and sticky-sweet from a day’s worth of music outside in the sun

To the person who grabbed my hand

I’ll remember you forever