Teach me how to be strong.
How to breathe again.
I'm not sure my lungs know how to filter in and out air anymore.
The process is just too tedious.
Isn't this what CPR is for?
Maybe I need you to breathe life back into me,
before my lungs can manage on their own.
Maybe, finally, when our lips meet,
maybe then I won't feel so alone.
No comments:
Post a Comment