i dont think it matters anymore - not to you, atleast.
i know i still care though; its all i think about; you are all i breathe.
but like suffocation... you, my breath, are no longer inside of me.
i try to fill my lungs with life, with you, but i take in lonelinesss and pain instead.
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You have done well with this piece. Great writing skills is shown. Imagery was great. I like the way you mention him as your breath(and this breath is no longer inside of you) From start to finish you have your readers attention. Keep writing!