"My heart is tattooed on my sleeve
I'm not hiding, no
It only hurts to breathe" - by Creed

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In through the nose. Out through the mouth. Breathe, Jessi.

She drew in another slow breath, held. Let it out slowly. She held her hand out tautly in front of her. Watched it shake. She'd seen it worse but it certainly wasn't her best either.

In through the nose. Out through the mouth.

She didn't know what caused it. She'd always been prone to shaking. Whenever she was nervous, cold, stressed, had too much caffeine... you name it.

"I hate you," he'd said. Just like that. Like a year of dating and I-love-you's meant nothing to him.

It hurt to breathe.

Just keep breathing.