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[otherness]

i love his hands. they are warm and soft and sweet and perfect. i love to hold them. i love when they massage my shoulders, and bring me water when i'm crying. i love when they tickle me and push my nose like it's a button. i love how they flip the porch light on for me when i'm coming home after dark. i love how they fixed my bike for me. i love the cute emails they sent me.

so, do i love him? i don't even know him. all i know are his hands.