Breathing in the Miles.

Every time I breathe you seem a little bit closer
So I think I'll hold my breath.

With fingers laced,
I'm falling to the ground.
Screaming to the one who has never taken my requests.

"Oh God I hope you hear me,
Say this is temporary.
I've suffered this one too many times."

I wonder,
Did you mean
All those things you said?
Even when you said you'd never change.

Though my lungs are aching now
From trying to bring you back.

I still have enough strength to say,
"Every time you run away,
I know you still have memories."


I'm still loving you.



Exhale...