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Breathless


I saw you standing there, perfectly still like a tree on a forgotten hill. I went to you and felt this love I was a perch and you my dove we spent the years with little fights but you left me despite all my might you once asked if I even cared I said nothing and did not dare if I said yes I would break down so instead I said some things regretfully profound now you're gone from my life I feel this pain cut like a knife. I cannot breathe I might be dead and realized it was in my head I tell myself I didn't love you for fear of what it might do I'm finally over you and I have removed the knife but I call you back for a round two without you I cant live my life its now going great there is no more hate just a love that was brought back I don't feel a knife but a stabbing thumb tack telling me to run or buy a gun but I say no, I can live you say you don't love me not as a friend is this what it feels like to be truly depressed I fear this is the end I am now breathless, and slowly die I wish we could have only given it a try I wake in my bed maybe it was in my head a dream of all dreams that's how it seems but I still have no air you're still gone no trace of even a hair I love you too much to see you go so I wait until my family lines the row a man says he loves me and offers my family a drink that is not tea there are tears all through the room as I am lain in my tomb
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