It is the same feeling I get when I am scared to death.
I get insanely nervous and my entire body trembles.
My hands shake, my heart beats fast, anxiety rises.
I can no longer breathe.
Past becomes present.
This happens every time we talk, every time I read your blog, every time I think about you.
I am thinking, thinking what to say...what to do. What do I say to someone who perhaps knows me better then myself? Sigh...
(Hands trembling as I even write this.)
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