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So sweltering and

I feel it inh

Ayden has soared over

Past the heavens

And captured me eternally

"Go to sleep, Lyric," he whispers, his breathing ragged

I nod, still terrified to open my eyes Terrified I’ll lose this es with the most powerful lyrics I’ve ever written All about hio well today, but maybe that’s because I was a basket case while I was there

"Ayden, are you sure there’s nothing else you want to talk about?"on a mint--the dude always has one in his h ood"

"Are you sure?" he pressed, while jotting notes down "Are your nightripped at the wooden ar in "No, they’ve been … fine" A lie, but I didn’t want to talk about them, because then ould have had to talk about other stuff--Lyric stuff

He had set the pen he riting with down "What about flashbacks? Are you having any of those?"

I shook ers on top of his organized desk, considering so "You know I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me"

I wiped my sweaty palms on the front of my jeans "I’m just stressed out over school," I had lied, to avoid as really bothering me Lyric That kiss The way our lips touched The way my heart races in panic every tiine ould happen if I spoke about it aloud

He sighed, so my silence slide, yet wasn’t thrilled about it

An hour later, I’ aroundfor ht, can’t rehts are scattered, one

All this froet out of my head

But it wasn’t just the kiss It was …

Lips Aching A touch

The contact The connection

The rush