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Friday, November 6, 2009, 7:47 AM
I feel him stealing glances at me.
The light from the streetlamps occasionally highlights his face.
I love his high cheekbones.
His awkward nose.
The loose strand of hair falling from his forehead.
The vein pumping blood on the nape of his neck.
When I look at the floor of the car, I notice his hand perched on the edge of his leg, which ic pressing against mine.
I notice the curl of his fingers and how open they are.
Welcoming.
My hands are in my lap.
I can see how easy it would be to put my hand in the curve his thumb and forefinger made.
How easy it would be to hold his hand, or lace mine through his.
I can see how fun it would be.
How meaningful.
But I can't seem to make the jump from my body to his.
I'm getting nervous.
I keep telling myself to stop feeling so agitated.
I'm hoping he doesn't realise this.
It's crazy