Wednesday, November 19, 2014

I wish
that I could go back
and say everything 
I wanted to say.
That I could go back 
and spend more time.
I always thought
waiting to exhale
meant that there was a fresh start.
That you were holding your breathe until
there was relief. 
I didn't realize the relief was the end.
I didn't realize that it was the last breathe.

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