Monday, June 22, 2015

the breathing process

I think one of the most
beautiful things in this world
is the thought that maybe
when we walked next to each other
that sad and beautiful day
that we breathed in some of the same air
the thought that I could have inhaled
the same molecules
that rushed through your nose
and was warmed by your blood
and forced back out through your mouth
was the most crippling thought I’ve ever had

m.e.o

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