[real life] whenever i like a guy, i have dreams about his arms. usually, in my dreams, i am to the left of the guy, and i hold on to his left arm. perhaps "hold on" isn't the best thing to describe it. i *take* his arm, and i just pull it to myself. it's like, across my body; i kind of clutch it to my chest.
in a dream last week, the only person i've ever really liked was on my right side (i was on his left). we were in a car, and he reaches out, tentatively, and just touches my right forearm. know how your forearm is made up of two bones, and there's a space in the middle? in my dream he was very careful to make sure his hand was exactly touching exactly half of my arm: his fingers were over that "space" between the bones.
[real life] he's never touched me before: he knows i do(did) like him, but he's never *really* responded, although there are serious sparks between us.
