hi im emily. im eighteen. i like jesus & music & peanutbutter & smiling & my family & running & ingrid michaelson & biology & LITTLEFARA & white collar & not reading & cookies & summer rain & 1peter & guitar & him & vanilla icecream & the color yellow & bekah & chai tea & sunshine & bows & my puppy & caramel & pittsburgh & freckles & shoes & photobooths & hugs & making people laugh & summer & hoodies and kimmy babyy
And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.