Breathing
(inhale) tears begin to flood my face like a cup left under a running faucet well after the water has reached the rim, my heart leaping to my hthroat, getting caught, squeezing, twisting, tearing. my throat...your eyes, (and leave the telltale hickey just about the collar) and will still be able to make your ears turn red from the friction of our lips, i walk away, knowing my heart will not follow. (exhale.
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