“If she’d only listen” – 07/24/21

My heart made loud thuds against my loose fit blouse. If he’d only listen close enough he could probably hear them too. Increased thumping as he held out his hand for me to hold. Cautiously taking it in mine I tighten my fingers against his, feeling the clamminess’ of his palm. Walking side by side, fingers intertwined, this is where I wanted to to be. This is where I wanted to stay, in this happy bubble we had created. I trace his nervously bitten fingernail tips and rub my thumb against that hand of his. Daydreaming of frolicking in fields surrounded by flies and old forgotten cow pies.