Holding hands may seem like and innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body. You build with them, feed with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another's hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another's to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e. kissing, sexing, the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. As the Beatles once said, "All I want to do is hold your hand."
I suffer in silence. I don't cry in front of people. I can smile despite how shitty things are I will ALWAYS put your before me. I leave my phone on at night just in case someone needs me. It's because I love everyone else more than I could ever love myself. What can I say? I'm just a fuck up with a good heart.
Wait for the person who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical. The kind of person who brings out the best in you and make you want to be a better person. Wait for the person who will be your best friend, the only person who will drop everything to be with you are any moment in time no matter the circumstances, for the person who makes you smile like no one else and who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats and a t-shirt but, appreciates it when you get dressed up for them. Most of all wait for the person who will put you are the center of their universe, because that's where you belong.
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