the air i breathe

[ohsopseudo]

in over a years time i have found so much more progression in my life. most of which i would rather just back track and be found in the simplicity of your comfort and smell. i remember then, when i thought i needed so much more; i realize now how comfortable i became, how you steadily stepped away. i lay here on the floor wondering when it is you'll open up this door, grab my hand and shake me back into our real world. i want to rub my cheek against yours, i miss our simplicity in things & the silent understanding. maybe its the way you mitigated life-

everything is stale.