Saturday, July 17, 2010

Why is it so hard to breathe?
Is it because it is so easy
Or so important?
Either way it is forgotten

The same way it is easy
To forget the air itself
Despite how in love
With living you are.

I am in love with you.
Something I have never forgotten:
Your breath, hard
And easy and important.

The same kind of love or not,
Either way I am alive,
Breathing and easily forgotten
Without you.

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