I chose this.
When I think of you too long, I stop breathing.
The part of me that wished I had stopped breathing after the accident wakes up a little.
Breathe.
I chose this. I chose before, and I choose now.
You are so near, now. And completely separate. And I chose this without knowing.
So I'll keep breathing, and try to make better choices,
The part of me that wished I had stopped breathing after the accident wakes up a little.
Breathe.
I chose this. I chose before, and I choose now.
You are so near, now. And completely separate. And I chose this without knowing.
So I'll keep breathing, and try to make better choices,