My prettiest words,
my sincerest thoughts,
the deepest parts of my heart—
you had them all.
I had eyes only for you.
Now I’m blind.
I don’t know where I’m going,
but I know where I’ve been.
I touched your heart
for just a moment—
and I could breathe.
Now I’m blind,
hooked to a breathing machine.
Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 3:23 PM UTC
My prettiest words,
my sincerest thoughts,
the deepest parts of my heart—
you had them all.
I had eyes only for you.
Now I’m blind.
I don’t know where I’m going,
but I know where I’ve been.
I touched your heart
for just a moment—
and I could breathe.
Now I’m blind,
hooked to a breathing machine.
this came out in one go.
some loves feel like breath —
until you forget how to breathe without them.
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