breathe.

i always wanted to go to space.

i wanted to touch the stars, i wanted to see the world, i wanted to feel weightless.

when i held your hand, i was touching the stars.

when i looked into your eyes, i saw the world.

when you whispered "i love you" in the dim light of my room, i felt

weightless. 

have you taken me so far away from earth, that i can no longer fill my lungs?

you walked into my life, and took my breath away.

but the problem with letting you take my breath away 

was that before you left, 

you forgot to give it back.

help me,

  i don't know how to breathe.