With every breath that escapes


With every breath that escapes my lips

Every ounce of blood pushed through my veins

Every cell fighting for life in my body

And every firing synapse in my brain,

 

I lose a piece of you.

 

Maybe this is why I am not religious

Maybe this is why I am guilty for every moment of happiness without you.

 

I love you.

I miss you.

Come back to me, my brother.
 

 

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