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MWH - Moment #6

- Hands Brushing -

We went from waving to brushing our hands against each other.
We see each other in the halls and he reaches out his hand.
I reach out mine.
And for one, blissful second...
We touch.
Before it melts away, before his warm fingers are gone, and I smile and keep walking, trying to fight the blush seeping onto my cheeks.

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Writing is my life. Forever. I want to be an author when I grow up. I write all the time. When I'm happy, sad, angry...it's an escape. Oh, and I love green hearts. I absolutely love them.

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