Once my body is sprawled across the sands of an uninhabited island-- a peninsula that has never been owned but owns me--
and I have been drowned twice. When the only sensation in my body is apathy chewing a hole through my cheeks, I will save my last breath for you to take.
And you could breathe it back to me if you ever find where I am
I was talking with my friend the other day about how there is that kind of love that even when you feel like all life is taken away from you, it will breathe life back to you.