Hands.

Hands.

A Story by Gabrielle Guzman

I love how our hands work together like magnets. Your hand moves, so does mine. They trace one another and they always seem to know where the other one is headed, even without a single touch. They dance around each other as we talk and it’s almost like they don’t even belong to us. No matter how far away our minds may be, our hands are always playing little games of their own.

© 2011 Gabrielle Guzman


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i really like this. its short but really sweet

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Added on August 21, 2011
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Gabrielle Guzman
Gabrielle Guzman

Austin, TX



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Hello. I'm not going to lie to you and say that I'm amazingly optimistic or happily in love or any of that ooey gooey stuff. I'm just a girl with a keyboard, and you're just a person with a screen. more..

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