WHAT ARE WE?
I never thought that I would ask this kind of question to anyone but...
In this 14 years of my life I've never asked anyone what I mean to them or what our relationship was, but when comes to you... I want an answer.
I ask myself 'what...
When the class would go on you would suddenly grab my hand. My heart would throb inside my chest. I would get nervous and my hands would get sweaty.
When you would sense that you would leave my hand and would ask me "why is your hand always gets sweaty?"
I couldn't answer that time that "it was all because of you, You held my hand"
Soon I would wipe my sweaty hands using a hanky hoping that you would hold my hand again but you never did and that would make me miss your hand holding mine.
One day you took my hand into yours and showed me the way how friends and lovers would hold their hands.
1. Friends holding their hands
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2. Lovers holding their hands
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Then why? Why did you chose to intervene our finger like lovers did and let them stay like that till the end of the day.
Then WHAT ARE WE? FRIENDS/LOVERS? I didn't know and didn't dare to ask. I was a coward.
