I am at my worst
In this day
In this time
I am dying
Suffocating
Cannot breath
but you do not give me air
I beg you
I plead to you
For my air
And you say yes
Yes my love, breath now
And I try
I try
But in my lungs enters no air
And now, furious, mad, angry
You walk away
Look at me with cornered eyes
From your eyes I see disgust
But now I can breath
Now air enters my lungs
Oxygen enters blood
And that enters my brain
Now I can think again
Then you forgive
You're filled with joy, happiness,
And now you take it again
a little here, a little there
And little I can think
And little blood to my brain
And little oxygen enters my blood
And little air enters my lungs
And little I can breath
And then you say, "but I gave you air"
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- Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world
People ask for space in relationships. This is from the askers point of view. I will soon post one from the person who has to give space.
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