Hot/Cold (Darling, Don't)

Dear Strata,

I said, "look at the map on the wall, put your fingers on where we are, no matter where I go we're just an inch apart." You interrupted and said, "not that old speech again! - If we're just an inch apart, then reach out and grab my hand."

*goosebumps*

I love you guys!

*melts*

That is all.
~
Z!