Breathe, With thought comes hurt from this broken body, Cries of pain throughout this shattered soul.
Breathe, Heros of old, covered in awe and admiration, men and women who withstood deaths of their beloved hearts.
Breathe, Our song, an old one indeed, I made my world know of it, no one took it, the weight of one existence, lives within me.
Breathe, that existence is yours as inside you are my Hope's and dreams, flow of your blood and twitch of your eye.
Breathe, soft gentle being, cold to the touch, warm to the heart, my reason for everything.
Breathe, Broken bones and lime eyes, fixated frown and stained porcelain skin, an abrupt end to all of my thoughts, an unimaginable sin.
Breathe, my story ends before your last breath, without you beloved heart, I fade in a circle by the sea.
Breathe, not as strong or fearless, i am sentenced to you, and I live out my time, happy, tearful but most of all missing you.