Breathing

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I am short of breath.

I'm in my car again. Typical.

And I can't breathe.

You fill my mind and my breathing shallows.
I take in a deep gasp to make up for lost air and my lungs fall out of sync with their normal rhythm.

I love it.

There is no other person I have ever met who makes me like this.

Just the thought of seeing you takes the air from me.

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