You know that feeling you get when you really like someone and you hold their hand for the first time? How it just feels so satisfying to know they have the same feelings for you? It feels like a sexual release. It’s such a light, timid hand hold. Like, they can let go easily if they want and you can too but you both try so hard to hold onto each other so lightly. It just feels so innocent and right. Literally one of the best feelings in the world.
let me tell you something about this. the amount of nervousness you feel during the moments before you begin holding hands is so wonderful. you, in a matter of moments, seconds really, decide whether or not the hand holding is worth it. Whether or not you like this person truly, whether you want to be with this person. Whether you want to be the one holding the hand, the one being held.
Or whether you don’t.
Whether you are worthy of holding their hand. or even trying.
Whether your friendship would be ruined down the road, all starting when you reach to put your fingers in-between the others.
For what people see as a easy. I see the first reach to their hand is the hardest.
One Simple Complicated Act of pure hope.
Hope that you won’t have to let go.
(Source: , via delusionedbydreams)