On a rainy day to you

It was nice today. Nice when you examined my hands, were you looking at the patterns or were you just trying to hold my hands? It was nice when you let me drag you out into the rain, do you not like the rain or did you run away because you weren’t sure what you would do if you were aroound when I was soaked to the skin? It was nice when you read my eyes through lunch- but why did you evade my questions?

Any answers?

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