in and out
in and out
in and out
in and out
i n and out
i n and o u t
shaky and sweaty lips
the fingers of his right hand in his hair
clutching tightly
the left hand on his heart
patting lightly
jolts of fear travelling up his throat
tearing and shredding through him
as if god had put more energy in this vessel of his
than it could contain
instead with fear, this vessel was stained
her hands were grazing his neck
whispering
"it's alright, jules.
it's alright"
nothing was alright
he was writhing and panting
he could not breathe
nothing was ever alright
except them
when he saw her, he heard a crack in the night
when they touched, he felt the stars ignite
nothing was ever alright
except them
they would always be alright
