Connected By A Feeling

Writing Prompt: Do you feel connected? [Trigger Warning: Anxiety]

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Anxiety,
Feels physical.
A red, hot pair of hands,
Clutching my neck,
Squeezing it slowly,
But surely.

It’s been more than one year,
Since we were close together,
Enjoying the silence.

I try to repress those emotions,
Since they have no form of release,
Through a tender kiss, a hug, or a cuddle.

Still,
Anxiety tightens around my neck.

I imagine the red colour fading,
Replaced by chocolate brown -
The colour of your skin.

I imagine the squeezing hands relaxing,
Now they’re holding me tight,
Stroking my head,
Telling me, “Its gonna be okay, baby”.

“Its gonna be okay, baby”,
One thousand times…

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