i think of you
the way we breathe
im not aware of it
i dont have to think
i just do
all thats ever going on in my head
leads back to you.
ive been doing it
ever since i discovered you
because you gave me life
you were my air
but all the same you werent oxygen
i breathed you in
too deep
you filled my lungs with smoke
and my heart with hate
but i didnt realize it till
you were gone,
because i as well
was gone.
h.c.
