and so it is,

I dont think guys understand what it means to a girl when they hold your hand.
To be holding that guys hand, to be connected to him, shown to the world that he’s yours and your his, its like a feeling you couldnt discribe.
I kissed a guy, and he grabbed my hand after wards, and i spent the night with him,
we didn’t have sex and i left at 4 in the morning, but
i dont remember the actions, the night, the movements, not anywhere near, as great as i remmeber the feeling, the smile, the happiness inside of me, walking around with him holding my hand, 
i wish he never did.
Then i wouldnt ponder over him, being a one night stand, a random hook up etc.
But he did, and now, im the one stuck still holding on, and its obvious after i left his house at 4am, he let go.