"why are you two holding hands?" I look down, look at our hands, She does the same. so I say to her sister "because it warm and very comfortable" and as I look into her eyes again I say "It just feels right" and all I could even think about was that theres no place I'd rather be then there on that sofa with her. A place to be myself and most importantly, a person to love and treasure through the good, and the bad.