I miss lying on your belly,
my head rising and falling with your breathing,
ears flooded with the sound of your heart beating.
Mind at peace, far off, dreaming
Safe and sound in concerted breathing.
Today, the lonely beat of my heart
labored and heavy
is sometimes...
too, too, too, too, heavy.
Even though I thought
somehow I was prepared
for this dark day.
Somehow.... ready.
Today like the first day,
again,
I feel it.
My heart’s just not in this life
without your breathing.
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