Sweaty hands.

Let’s do whatever to show our affection… anything at all… except holding hands.

Let’s wait until winter nights to entwine fingers, and better yet, with a pair of gloves on!
Hold me by the wrist, even though it might give others a different idea of you. 
I’ll do the most unnecessary things just to avoid having you feel the sweat in my hands.

I’ll fall often, my palms would be hurt and untouchable. 
My dog has to join us in every walk to the park, so the leash is an excuse to keep my hands busy. 
Even when you say you don’t mind, my self awareness will poke the back of my head until we unlock hands.

Let’s not hold sweaty fingers… not in summer, not when nervous, and specially not today.