What I remember is losing you
Like a limb removed I am less
Gutted fight for oxygen
How will I breathe?

Locked in the blue  pools above me.
Like waves I am  moving under .
Each  hot movement gasping for air.
How will I breathe?

Trailing fingers trace paths to the past.
Aged ink building over time.
Travels deplete precious breath.
How will I breathe?

Your breath is on my lips .
I hear you whisper.
Without you, how will I breathe?