that shiver traveling up -
goes along my spine, stops me cold.
how can you do this to me?
the all but natural shakes, my reality, constant worry, constant doubt, constant -
s t r e s s over it all.
until you.
YOU ARE READING
philophobia
Puisiit isn't always as it seems. first breaths of love, first breaks of hearts, first year. October 2013 - May 2015
