I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
The Art Of Breathing
And in the beginning, my lungs had too much air in them, whenever you were near, like I could never breathe out enough.
And in the end, my throat closed, whenever you were far, like I could never breathe in again.
in the end, i breathed you in so deeply that i trapped you inside my senses. there are certain parts of you that i can forever feel. like your breath, your smell, your crooked smile. a part of me knew you'd be gone after the fact. it also knew i couldn't quite let you go.
exactly what i'm feeling right now. when can i be freed from this torture?
ReplyDeleteInhale. Exhale. It's harder than it sounds.
ReplyDeleteAnd today of all days, is the day when I can't breathe.
ReplyDeleteThere is not enough air to fill these lungs.
Ah, to feel that for someone!
ReplyDeleteI remember those feelings so vividly. They're gone now.
ReplyDeleteOh how i know what this feels like. But one day, your lungs will fill again. If you let them. <3
ReplyDeleteThe feeling I wish to dispose of.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I think my lungs might explode.
In lust, i'm shallow breathing.
Beautiful post.
The feeling I wish to dispose of.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I think my lungs might explode.
In lust, i'm shallow breathing.
Beautiful post.
It gets better. It really, truly does.
ReplyDeleteI promise.
in the end, i breathed you in so deeply that i trapped you inside my senses. there are certain parts of you that i can forever feel. like your breath, your smell, your crooked smile. a part of me knew you'd be gone after the fact. it also knew i couldn't quite let you go.
ReplyDeletehardly breathe when you far... still hardly breathe when you near.. Coz you're never be mine... But i just can't let go
ReplyDeleteAh, beautiful. Sad thoughts, but just exquisitely expressed.
ReplyDeleteand i thought air was for free. now you make it seem that it was a scarce commodity.
ReplyDeletei love you.
ReplyDeleteAh. Describes so much in my life so perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI have to tell myself to breathe when I can't feel you.
ReplyDeleteThis made me cry.
ReplyDeleteI'm still waiting for it to get better.
I love you.