I live to see those wounded eyes smile.

Sometimes I only seem to make them bleed.

How do you remind someone who thinks
They’re already dead
To breathe?

Sometimes love isn’t enough
But often
It’s all we’ve got.

Just breathe

I’m losing myself
In wounded eyes.

Photo by Victorien Ameline, Unsplash

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