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Writer's pictureannie wheat

holding on & letting go

hold on to my hand. that has to be one of the most intimate feelings to experience with another. the fact that someone wants to be in the presence of me, while appreciating a body part of mine that I'm not even comfortable with is more than pally. I don't know why I've had a fascination with this concept lately, I think its the realization that I don't have anyone in my life that would ever reach for my hand out of love, but also the realization that I don't need that external affirmation to move on with my life.


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