i sit
in the middle
of what i do not want
and ponder
what i have not got
what you are, a lot
(i remember
how i fought)
get up
and dance
around questions
i never wanted
to want answers to
(i remember
how i feel you,
remember
that i do.)
i am worth
every second
of every breath
you take
in between
the words you say
that can't decide
and i know
you're still
breathing.
you are worth
every second
of every sigh
i make
with a million little
sighs pouring
trickling quickly
down the back of my throat
where my heart
is climbing
steadily
up to your
hands
i wish you could find her
she knows too
she's soft, and blue
and understands the nature
of exhaling
in order
to inhale
fresh
air
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