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Never Sent, Always Thought
Hands entangled, fingers clasped
Dear Ethan,
Your hand curled around mine as you lead the way up the beach. My palm was damp with sweat, and I could barely resist the urge to wipe my hands down the front of my jeans, but that would mean letting go of you.
Your thumb was rubbing circles across the back of my hand. The skin on skin contact felt wonderus. I never knew I was addicted to you until we were connected forever by our hands.
Your hands were cool, how did you manage that? I could barely keep hold of your, but your steady grip never let me go.
Your hands are my favourite part of you.
Love Logan
Your hand curled around mine as you lead the way up the beach. My palm was damp with sweat, and I could barely resist the urge to wipe my hands down the front of my jeans, but that would mean letting go of you.
Your thumb was rubbing circles across the back of my hand. The skin on skin contact felt wonderus. I never knew I was addicted to you until we were connected forever by our hands.
Your hands were cool, how did you manage that? I could barely keep hold of your, but your steady grip never let me go.
Your hands are my favourite part of you.
Love Logan