4/5/15 pt.2

 You exhaled empty promises like carbon dioxide.  

And I inhale them like oxygen.

I guess that’s why whenever I was with you, you took my breath away.

And when you walked away was when I could finally breathe. 

 

 And maybe whenever I hear the train

I think of it’s steam filling up my lungs

trying to mock the way you once made me feel.

I guess that’s where the pain in my chest comes from every time I hear it.

Maybe you never stole my heart at all, you just attacked it. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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