I can't breathe

I can’t breathe.

It’s like there’s a warbag on my chest and I can’t shake it.

There’s trouble between us.

The unspeakable kind that will bury itself within us if we let it.

I want you to know, though, I don’t hate you.

There’s no room in my heart for that sort of thing.

We may burn down the village and leave the forest in ruins

But I won’t leave you.

I’m not strong enough to do that.

If one of us has to be the brave one and hightail it, it’s gotta be you.

Because there are no reinforcements coming.

It’s you.

It’s me.

That’s it.

If it has to be just me, so be it.

I haven’t done a thing in my life that’s justified me being bitter about being alone.

You go, I stay, and I won’t resent you.

I’ve grown numb to the pain.

At least, that’s what I’d tell you.