Life W/O Breath Comments

Life W/O Breath

   I sometimes catch myself having memories of an us that never happened. A love so sharp it cut itself and smiled as It bled out seconds. It would drip a constant flow of moments together that seemed to last a year, even though it were only a week. And everyday we seemed to have gotten closer by the lifetime, a distance that any closer would make us one.
   I would remember it clearly, every second, every moment, and I knew you, like you knew me, to be the one.
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