Short on Air.

I can feel the ground shake from beneath me. I want to go for a walk right now. Destination unknown. I have this desire to hold you in my arms. My senses are heightened, like I can feel the calm before the storm. Though perhaps I'm just paranoid. Everything around me feels fragile.

I miss the sound of crickets in the night. I want to open windows and let fresh air in but the heat of the night won't bring the satisfaction that I'm desiring.

I want to take the plunge and never look back.

Someone pull me out of my head.