We ran down on the stairs case, and everyone in office looking at us but I can't of there stairs, all I can think of it's Lilly.
We make out of the office building and ran towards the car and got in it. I quickly put on seatbelt and Alan start the car and we off to go..
My chest is heavy, I think from anxiety a panic attack. Really don’t like either of those words.
- I like less the pressure on my chest
Something heavy sits there,
as it sits on my thoughts - which I like even less I think if I lift my thoughts, my chest will be lighter but what do I know…
And besides…who can lift that much weight? I fear the bridge of my heart would collapse and live me lifeless,
I fear I might be dead at heart and not feel your touch, I wish your touch would last for a lifetime,
Again, I fear your
