Longing

Her heart pounding faster and faster as she realize that he’s holding her hands and sometimes squeeze it softly.
She don’t have the guts too look at him,so she just sit and looked away,pretend everything are cool like she always do.
She know that sometimes he stare at her then rub her arms gently.
She want to hold his hand too but the tense is so thick,the air is so heavy,she barely breathing,so she just stay and be so stiff.
Then suddenly,with the heavy exhale and softly one last squezze,he let go her hand..
Sudennly,she felt left off and longing for mmore..

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