That's sad to hear, at least it would be for him. I mean what if he held her hand because he thought they were meant for each other? and she realizes they were only friends?

On the other hand, ( ironic) I like the way you started this poem. It's full of imagery. I immediately visualized the five fingers and the other five fingers touching each other as if they were a reflection on a glass. The glass being the distance that separate them from being lovers.

really interesting

Take care