Today in Spanish i walked in and was looking at my hand, trying to get the blood flowing into it again. It was purple and when I squeezed it it turned white in certain areas.

My teacher saw me walk in as I was doing this, and looked at me weird. I walked up to her and showed her.

"Tengo la circulacion mal."

"Yo veo."

She felt my hands and smiled.

"You know what they say in Italy," she said. "Manos frios, corazon caliente."

(Cold hands, warm heart)

We're so obsessed and concerned about what the other thinks, we're leaving no time to remember our own feelings. I remember...I love you. Yeah, I remember.