Although breathing is an involuntary instinct

we talk about trying to catch our breath

or feeling like we can't breathe

when our heart has been broken

Our heart didn't actually break apart

and we still are breathing

but something mentally inside us changes

It's almost as if even the involuntary

becomes voluntary

and we're the most vulnerable we've ever been since birth

walls stripped down that we demolished

only to start realizing we had to build them up again

Then we try

and try again

hoping that maybe we can just leave them finally down

and some of us find that zenith

while others of us keep trying to look for that nirvana

Some turn to sleep to find it

while others explore the world

snow white bit an apple

in hopes of having her dreams come true 

i mean if your goal is to

keep the doctor away or be woken up from slumber from a kiss

then go ahead

and eat the apples everyday

for the rest of the more logically thinking ones

we escape through this point of time that is neither awake nor asleep

where we call it love