

Breathing in our broken


Here we are, yet again
We’re together
And then we just aren’t.
An endless cycle
Something that will never stop
Something I’m not sure I want to stop.
So for now we are together, and for the time we have you will give me your all.
You will breath me in like you would a field of freshly bloomed flowers.
You will treat me with the utmost care and respect, the way I crave for you to treat me when we’re apart.
You will stare at me as if I am the most magnificent thing you have ever had the pleasure to lay your eyes on.
You will need me the way you need air to reach your lungs.
You will love me as if I alone am your oxygen.
Like I am what you need in order to breath
You will do everything you are supposed to
And then you will go.
Just like that, the air dissipates.
Now you are my oxygen.
I need you in order to breath.
I crave you in the way someone being pulled under the ocean by a wave craves air filling their lungs
It is me who can not breath.
It is me who is clawing at their throat in desperation, with no way to rid myself of the feeling of being strangled.
So I sit here and I let myself suffocate.
Eventually the cycle will repeat
I will be your breath of fresh air and you will be my life source.
Over and over again.
You will love me like oxygen and then you will leave,
It’s how this goes
I will see you the next time you decide you want to breath, not a second before then.
So what if I’m suffocating in the mean time?
It’s no matter, you’ll come for me.
You always do.