Well i don't think this air
is enough to keep me breathing
but i can't stop thinking
of the way your naked body was bent over my red guitar
you sang me lullabies
after our bodies became intertwined
in those moments
it's hard to imagine myself
as a separate being from yours
my heart understands only your tune
your rhythm, your beat
but then there are moments like this
and i don't know what it means
i used to believe love could cure all
but lately i'm not so sure
i want to be with you and without you
simultaneously
till it hurts to breathe
till the pretty little melody in my heart
tuns into an out of tune creaking sound
even the crows would hide their heads
and fly far away
