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'Your voice makes my lungs stop.' for that is also true. You don't even have to be in the room. When I am alone I hear your voice and as I said, my lungs seem to freeze. I flinch when I hear your shouts echo on the walls and I scream in agony on the inside every time you look my way.

'Your touch makes my skin shiver.' It does, it quakes violently each second your skin hovers above or touches me. It seeps like poison through the armor I wear to try and protect myself from you, it enters my brain and heart and continues to kill me slowly to this day.

'You render me speachless.' I am to afraid to speak in your preseance, anything I would ever hope to say turns to ash inside my throat and chokes me, but I never spit it out. I fear that it will gain your attention. Why can't I breathe?

'Nothing could take you off my mind.' You are to deeply engraned, even if I wanted to forget you, I couldn't. You are burried in the very marrow of my bones like the strings a puppet master holds.