Not Gonna Lie, I'm Enjoying Walking Arm-in-Arm With Him

His arm is firm, his elbow steady. He's bringing my arm in close to his, like a clamp champ. This is probably the most confident elbow I've ever caressed. His elbow is taking this arm-in-arm thing seriously. Let me tell you, it ain't going anywhere.

There's nothing I hate more than trying to wind my way around a wobbly, apathetic arm while we're walking along the street, dodging dogs and small children. Fuck those wobbly HELLbows in their stupid, loose faces.

THIS elbow takes control. He's not gonna let me trip or step in a puddle. If his elbow ran for political office, I'd probably vote for it. Hell, I'd trust that elbow with my gmail password AND my social security number. I'm in the trust tree walking next to him. I'm not kidding; I could do this all night!