I just die in your arms tonight (8)...

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every fucking night ... my breathing is so fast after I realize this is another night waisting my seconds because you are not here or because Im not there. Every second alone feels like I should go right there where you are, or kill this feeling and stop imaging your face, your voice, your touch!

I cant go anywhere because I always think we can see us ... I have to stop ... this feeling kill my self every fucking free thinking second of my life since our lips touches... and hey ... Here I am trying to think how much I have to do ... how I can balance the things...