Wednesday 29th 2015: Hands

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Okay here's where it gets, uhm how do I say this? Weird? Intense? Beautiful? I don't know but I think it's all of those combined. We were learning this new dance and everyone needed a partner. I didn't have one, and neither did He. He said out loud, "I'll be her partner!" We stood next to each other and we needed to pretend we were each other's reflection. In my mind He said "My reflection is beautiful". In reality He said "My reflection is different huh?" And I said "Yeah my reflection is really tall". We then had to put our hands near each other, but not on each other. He didn't listen and put His hands on mine. I felt something in His hands and those eyes, but that's how my refraction made me feel something I haven't felt. Ever

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