Please don't give him credit for your
life, the ability to feel happiness seeping through
your arteries,into your heart, your lungs,
spreading across your skin until you are flush and
weak. You were born with the talent to love and be loved in
return, to look at the sky in the day, and gaze at
the stars at night, with or without him by your side.
Please dont think, if in a month, or three,
or twelve, he leaves, that you can't live, that you
can't breathe. Because your mother gave birth to a beating
heart and two working lungs and you knew from the day you were
born. You have always known.
Today he says he loves you. You feel like you might die of
happiness. Tomorrow he leaves, he doesn't know what, but
something has changed.You feel like the loneliness is filling
your lungs with liquid and you're scared it's going
to kill you. But with or without him, you'll do just fine
because today you've given too much credit to him and
tomorrow you won't give enough to yourself.