Last night I woke up at 1am to a panic attack. It was an impulse but I texted him - I needed comfort. He said he couldn't sleep either and offered to call. My heart sped up and my limbs turned to jelly. I hadn't heard his voice in so long. I cautiously said yes; in the back of my mind I thought I might be dreaming. But I wasn't. And we stayed up together talking until I finally started drifting off at around 4am and he hung up. "Sweet dreams" he said and for once I fell asleep feeling at…
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