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There are daggers digging themselves into the walls of my skin, but I only see a faint glimmer while I wonder how to breathe. How to breathe,  how to breathe,  how to breathe, I don't know if I love you. My hands are shaking and my heart is aching, I cannot imagine a day where I didn't want you close. Come here, please... I think I'm in love with you. Its been two days since we last spoke and the silence I see on your end is driving me insane. How, do I Breathe. I think I'm in love with you. I take longer to reply because I know that my voice will crack on the phone,  and that you will sense the hidden things I am not bold enough to admit to you. I can't remember how to breathe,  my hands are shaking every time I message you. I think I'm in love with you. I am surrounded by crowds of people, there are faces upon faces and stores alive with customers but I am daydreaming of being alone with you. And nestling myself in your arms as I fall asleep. My hands are still shaking. I think I'm in love with you.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 2:11 AM UTC
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There are daggers digging themselves into the walls of my skin, but I only see a faint glimmer while I wonder how to breathe. How to breathe,  how to breathe,  how to breathe, I don't know if I love you. My hands are shaking and my heart is aching, I cannot imagine a day where I didn't want you close. Come here, please... I think I'm in love with you. Its been two days since we last spoke and the silence I see on your end is driving me insane. How, do I Breathe. I think I'm in love with you. I take longer to reply because I know that my voice will crack on the phone,  and that you will sense the hidden things I am not bold enough to admit to you. I can't remember how to breathe,  my hands are shaking every time I message you. I think I'm in love with you. I am surrounded by crowds of people, there are faces upon faces and stores alive with customers but I am daydreaming of being alone with you. And nestling myself in your arms as I fall asleep. My hands are still shaking. I think I'm in love with you.
#love#confusion
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jessica-jones
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 2:11 AM UTC
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