“I still panic sometimes, forget to breathe.”
When I panic, in these moments, it’s not a panic out of fear or anxiety.
Maybe panic isn’t the right word, but it’s as close to what I feel I can think of.
My heart’s pounding.
Palms are sweaty.
And yes, I forget to breathe. I have to remind myself…
I pinch myself.
Then smile I look at those eyes.
There are still those moments when he takes my breath away.
Here is where I would normally post a photo of HIM, but I’m not 100% sure he’d appreciate that, so you get one that instead reminds me of us.
I’d love to give photo credits here but these have been in my photobucket so long I don’t even remember where they came from anymore.