I wish we didn't have to breathe.
That there was no need to exhale
before we take a picture
for things to look their best.
That there was no need to inhale,
because all that is left
is the pollution of a world
full of empty people.

I wish we didn't need to breathe.
That instead
all the empty people
were full.
That we inhaled
beautiful, undying, unconditional
love
filling our chests with it
to the fullest capacity.
And instead of Co2,
we exhaled
hatred,
sadness,
regret.

And watched it rise above the clouds,
above Earth's atmosphere
far past the stars
and into the corner of the galaxy
in Time-Out
until it can learn to love,
and it will come back as
the stars we gaze at this very moment,
my head resting on you.

I listen to your heart skip beats
and feel your chest
fill up
with my love
and breathe out
your pain.