Therapy

Updated: Jan 6, 2020

I’m panicking

Hoping I’m doing it right

My heart and my head won’t stop running

then you see me struggle for air

And I feel better when I touch you

As if everything falls away I smile

Knowing that you are here for me Everytime.

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