Breathe.

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It's almost as if I forgot how to breathe in that moment.

That moment when I couldn't see past the water droplets falling from my lashes, making ripples in the water.

They were the closest thing to tears that I had.

A numbness took over my body and suddenly I'd forgotten how to breathe.

Yet I didn't notice that's all I was doing.

Breathing.

When I didn't want to.

I laid in the bath water filled with ashes and submerged my head into the water until I felt the bottom.

Hoping to drown in your memory.

How disappointing it was when my face broke the surface and warm air invaded my lungs again.

B r e a t h e.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 16, 2018 ⏰

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