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Mar 2016 · 2.1k
an ode to the panic attack
ar Mar 2016
from the moment,
you stumbled into my life,
i was in the palm of your hand.

and from that moment on,
i knew that i would be be awaiting the return of,
you.

waiting for the next time i find myself entangled with,
you.

leaving me breathless,
heart racing,
chest aching.
i want to run but there's no escaping,
you.

which is to say,
that i can never leave,
you.

- a.r.
i may just have to learn to love,
you.

— The End —