The first time we met
after harsh goodbyes,
did you forget how to breathe?

Were you forced to
sew yourself back together
because the reminder of loneliness
was too unbearable for you?

Because I couldn't continue to live like that-
Clinging on every reason to stay,
and ignoring every reason to go.

And maybe I don't dream
about holding your hand anymore,
but I am still learning
to breathe fresher air.

-k.w//Baby Steps