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Breathe - Part 2

My heart is shivering with the fact that this world is awful..
I want to cry, and in this lonely world....

"Be still, my beating heart. But my heart can't stand it anymore. It hurts. It will continue to scream all the let downs the world has given to me..But be still.." I whispered

I caressed my pillow and shut my eyes as the tears swelled out
I held it tightly , wishing it had arms to keep me warm
My sweat was building up and so my body --- about to dissolve

Until...

I felt a pair of warm hands around me. A pillow morphed into the metaphor of my safe haven.As I kept my hand to my heart. I felt, it was his hand instead

It was him, it was really him.The gentle brown haired lad with blue eyes and chiseled cheekbones. With a face so calm yet so intense

He held me tight and covered my body .I was inside his cocoon
As he gently rubbed chest in ease

Reality screamed that he's out of reach.But yet, reality showed me that he can never leave my heart

He may not be physically here
But he's still there

"Are you here with me?" I whispered

"Yes" he whispered back

"Stay"

"Why not? I've always been here. I'll forever be here with you"

"Why aren't you here for real? Why is it always happening in your head?"

"Just because it's happening in your head , doesn't mean it's not real"

"Hmm, good try but you plagiarized Dumbledore"

"Yeah, my bad but I wanted to say that... I'm here...I have always been here...."

"Where?" I pleaded

"Here" Morten gently placed his hand on to my bare chest

The quietness arrived as I began to focus on the movement of his fingertips on his bare skin.

"Wh..what can I do now? My body feels like it's dissolving"

"It's not. You are safe. You are safe with me" he replied as he gently rubbed my chest

"Will I die?"

"No, you won't...if you breathe"

"I can't breathe"

"Think about the person you love"

I cupped his face and looked at him affectionately.

"Me?"

"Yes, you" I replied and buried myself into his chest

The warmth settled in, covering every part of my body. More I thought about his warmth, more it began to spread.  As I began to think about his touch, I began to feel the senses around my skin. As I began to think about his voice...i felt he was here for real.

" I love you, you are safe. " he whispered as he kissed me gently

"Just think.. keep thinking about me until your heart calms down"

"Will you leave after the attack gets over?" I asked sadly

"No, I'll just go back to my home which you know is (pointing out to my chest) here"

"Morten..."

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My attack swindled down as I caressed him further.

"Don't go" I pleaded

"I won't leave you, I promise"

"I promise, I love you" he replied

"I love you too" I replied as I brushed my lips against him. Pe ked him and slept.

People may come , people may go
But a beautiful imagination of him calming me down during an attack is something I wouldn't forget.