He hooks and arm around my waist and I rest my arms on his shoulder. I smiled and we touched noses. He smiled and grabbed my hand. I closed my arms and rested my head on his chest.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
When your heart gets pierced with arrows, don't rip them out and pierce those around you in retribution for your hurt. You'll only unnecessarily wound others and bleed to death yourself. — LadyMysterio