through the fire

I ran. I ran as fast as I can.
The whole building is on fire and I hear people screaming with terror.
I see the orange flames glow down the hallway catching up to me.
My lungs feel like they are about to burst and my breaths feel shorter.
I feel a strong pair of hands grab a hold of mine.
I can't see whose it is, but they are pulling me away from the danger with their life.
At that moment, I feel safe. Knowing that someone is right next to me made me sigh with relief.
I don't want to be alone in this.
As we got out of the burning building, I looked up as I coughed. It was him.
His deep blue eyes looked at me with the utmost worry I've ever seen.
He was still holding on to me.
I never want him to let go.
Can we stay in this moment forever?