maybe one day

short story of a world without love

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Our hands touch and we look at each other at the same time and as we stare into each other's eyes, I finally feel something. Something that I've never felt before. The butterflies in my stomach are wanting to be free, I can feel my heart beating faster than it has ever beaten before. My face turns red and my lips and thoughts want something else than just a look.

He looks away first and smiles embarrassed.

"That was it?" I ask boldly.