#316466 - And when he leaves, my body so aches but that is nothing compared to my mind which aches with a fevor to see him again, for he is the darker side of love that I can't withstand. He holds me close, whilst I cry, comforting. My heart rate increases (with fear?) My body tenses (trepidation?) My breathing is harsh, torn from my lungs and I try to shrink back alone.