I had an anxiety attack just last Sunday. You see, this girl that have know for over half of my life comes home from school the day before, and I had not seen her yet. I must explain that I have these feelings for her, but I must not attack her with my emotions. I need to do it fast, because she goes back in less than two weeks. She goes to school in Texas and I'm stuck in Indiana, there's very little chance for communication. I need her to know that I can be more than a friend. I have to do it fast, but not too fast. I don't want to overwhelm her with my feelings. I need to let them trickle out, compared to the torrent in side my head. I need to do it fast. She's only here for two weeks. I need to tell her that I love her. I need to do it....
That's where I passed out. My mind raced even as I wrote it. We were watching a movie together at the time, and she noticed that had slumped. She smacked me, to wake up of something, I didn't really mind. She was fussing over me the rest of the night. I hate to be a bother. I told her I was alright and that I was just tired. She didn't believe me, but then again, I've never been good at lying.
And that's how I melted down, passed out, and fell on my love and her pop-corn.