Capnophobia.

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She came in like a spring breeze.

The shop just opened.

She saw me smoke and cringed.

I remember as she looked at me, her eyes were cold as ice, but she was spring.

My hands were trembling.

Maybe she was winter.

I faked a smile.

She didn't fake a frown.

I can't stop thinking about the way she left.

She's like a spring breeze, with her cheeks flushed to a certain shade of pink.

She's like a winter breeze, with her grey colored eyes.

I always thought love at first sight was just a lie.

So why is Capnophobia pulling me in so bad.

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