and i have always been that person,
who was not even the slightest bit
afraid and scared of death —
heck, i welcome and wish for it, even.

but when you came and stepped on
into my life devoid of color and hue,
everything just seemed to change
in an instant, i wish i had a clue.

my constant “i want to die” moments
become those of sheer contemplation,
for seeing you, and having you near,
surprisingly, it makes me want to live.

you make me want to live.
no, i will not die for you.
that is way too far cliche.
instead, i will breathe and live for you.

as much of a struggle it may be,
but i will breathe and keep on living.
for you gave me the biggest reason,
to make me want to continue breathing.