Jul 2014
I just got shot
Right in the chest.
And I thought,
"Jesus Christ, that really hurts."
I fell to the ground,
Hot blood began soaking my shirt.
And through my hazy agony,
I was aware of the poetry-
Of my dying thought:
That missing you
Killed
Me.
Right in the chest.
And I thought,
"Jesus Christ, that really hurts."
I fell to the ground,
Hot blood began soaking my shirt.
And through my hazy agony,
I was aware of the poetry-
Of my dying thought:
That missing you
Killed
Me.
If you read this, and you know who you are, know that:
1. I die every time I remember where you are. Every time, all over again.
2. I love you more than I love breathing-- and so in a way, you really are my lifeline.
3. Perhaps I wouldn't die quite so often if there were a medic around.
4. We are intrinsically intertwined. There is no separating us now.
5. Every time I see you, I come to life.
6. Every time I think about seeing you, I remember my life.
7. Every time you touch me you revive me.
8. Every time I think about you touching me, I feel like maybe, one day soon, that will happen.
9. Every time I shake my head and realize you're far away, and at war, I die again.
10. I'm dead right now, and missing you killed me.
1. I die every time I remember where you are. Every time, all over again.
2. I love you more than I love breathing-- and so in a way, you really are my lifeline.
3. Perhaps I wouldn't die quite so often if there were a medic around.
4. We are intrinsically intertwined. There is no separating us now.
5. Every time I see you, I come to life.
6. Every time I think about seeing you, I remember my life.
7. Every time you touch me you revive me.
8. Every time I think about you touching me, I feel like maybe, one day soon, that will happen.
9. Every time I shake my head and realize you're far away, and at war, I die again.
10. I'm dead right now, and missing you killed me.
