The average person
They take
Between 12 to 20 breaths per minute.
With you, I barely took 2.
I could not feel my breathing anymore,
I could not feel my breaths,
While tears shed from my eyes,
To my cheeks,
To my legs.
I could not feel anything.
I could not feel me.
Instead I felt sadness,
The loneliest and most empty feeling
One could imagine.
I felt suffocation.
And suddenly, those two breaths,
They turned into none.
And I did not feel myself anymore,
My self as a whole.
I was gone,
Gone like the last flower of summer.
Goodbye, my oxygen.