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Jun 2017
It's intoxicatingly exciting:
Heartbreak.
Breathing quickens.
Heart races.
Mind wanders.
Just to feel alive

The feeling that incarcerates your being
when all you can hear are footsteps fading into the night.
Helpless.
Adrenaline filled.
Two disturbing questions dominating your thoughts:
Will he come back?
Do I deserve this?
Chrissy
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Chrissy  Rhode Island
(Rhode Island)   
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