Cold sweats,
Teary eyes,
Imaginative breath, so soft against your neck...
Shivers that run through head to toe;
Yes, it's me, I'm here!
Fearing to turn around;
Afraid...
Still...
Scared that I'm back
Trying to face that fear.
Unable to move by telling,
Mind listens not.
Breath deepened,
As you turn into silent air.
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