Thursday, March 1, 2012

8

Something that came to me before slumber last night:


At the end of each day I find you at the back of my thoughts. Cradling the nerves that walk along my spines up to my brain. They force us to breathe to get a hold of ourselves but this time every breath feels like a threat that I might lose you when that one bit of life giving oxygen comes to hit me with death-like rest. Then comes another entrance from Pandora's box that engulfs me to another depth with you but this time I'm all by my own and you, you are my world.

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