If, one day, your body where to suddenly separate into billions of tiny particles, and float in the air with the dust and the smoke, then I would stand there and breathe you in. And I would breathe and breathe until all of you was in my lungs. And I would carry you around inside of me. Right there in my lungs, surrounding my heart. And you would always be with me, wherever I went, whatever I did. I would never lose you or be without you. And there you would be, holding my heart like you always have.