words//phan

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Phil and I walk to the park in a comfortable silence.
Suddenly, a boost of confidence overcomes me, and I reach for his hand.
His hands are big and warm.
It takes him a moment to realise what I'm doing, but as soon as he does, he intwines his fingers with mine, and blushes.
We continue like this down the road, hand in hand.
Like there's no tomorrow.
And how I wish there wasn't.