You couldn't hold it back, your hand darted out and grabed mine, a calculated move, intertwined its fingers in mine, to keep me from getting lost in the crowd, to keep us from being seperated by the raucous bustling of the mass. You are taller than I am. The pair of us darted in and out picking pockets of vacent space to dash through, you pulled me into the open and we ran down into the grass letting go of hands in order to race across the lawn. I kissed you when I caught you, even through it wasn't dark yet and there were people passing by. You said you didn't mind.
