i die everyday.
with every pause, every sigh, every ellipsis...
with every silence.
that makes me hold my breath
and release it
only when you smile,
or talk,
or look at me.
and we connect
in any possible way.
it assures me that i can still breath
peacefully.
for a day.
only to die again.
with your absence...
withyourabsence.
every lull grips my throat
suffocates me with fear and it numbs my mind.
this fear
this lack of air (this lack of you).
and i have to wait everyday
for you to revive me again
after silently killing me.
dependent on you
like air (that's always inside me),
that i cannot keep.
and i fear that at some point, there'd be no more resurrection after death.
...
