There are moments
(there is one now)
where I cannot breathe
the waves of sadness keep crashing over me and
I wonder if I'll ever reach the shore again.
you haven't left yet
and already
I feel you sand slipping through my fingers,
driving off towards the sun
barely a glance back to say good bye.
I cannot.
I will not.
I could not.
I do not.
want to imagine my life without you.
it hurts too much.
will I ever feel the joy of air rushing freely through my lungs again?
I cannot live, I can't breathe, unless you do this with me.
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