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It's a solemn feeling , creeping in so slowly that my entire body jolts in shock . The feeling crawls over my skin , the sensation of his warmth spreading ober every fibre of my being and I wince , terrified of the unknown — terrified of the warmth this person provides . The problem with getting drowned by coldness is that you get so used to the feeling , you find comfort in the shallow gasps and the extreme suffocation , so when the mere feeling of warmth comes in contact , you freeze up , terrified of feeling anything besides this hollow , distraught feeling .
I cling to the cold , inhaling thin breathes through
