They say love is real when two hands fit perfectly together. But I feel like its real when you can hold hands no matter how unfit they are. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body.
I could spend an eternity holding his hand. Because the spaces between my fingers are right where his fit perfectly.
