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One Four Three
He's sitting next me
His fingers slip inbetween mine
I think that is just fine
One Four Three
He's touching my knee
His eyes catch mine
I think that it's a sign
One Four Three
He squeezes something to me
I can't decipher
One.
Four.
Three.
What could that be?
He smiles.
I love you.
♠ ♠ ♠
I made this as I went along XD.
Its nothing impressive. My boyfriend squeezed my hand one night while we were out on the porch with my brothers (he is my brother's friend and my brothers were and are unaware of our romance). We all huddled under a blanket and he squeezed my hand once then paused, four times, then paused, and finally three times. 143. I love you. Love is absolutely wonderful.