I Want To Hold Your Hand

He reached for my hand and I could feel his fingers intertwine with mine. It might be just another day, but when I paid attention, I remembered to absorb how special these moments could be. We had a chore to accomplish and he willingly met me to get it done together. I liked listening to him when he chose to talk. He could make me laugh often. He could make me smile lots.

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