Memories of the past shadowed with uncertainty,
Swirling around me in a hushed pallid mist,
Sinuously surrounding my soul with silent bitterness,
Breathe, breathe, breathe I feasibly repeat,
I lay peacefully in a perplexed trance,
Knees pressed ever so tightly to my chest,
Freezing floor grasping the entire right side of my body,
Breathe, I continuously gasp,
The iciness of the room is very intimidating,
But I welcome it with an unfathomable warmth,
The beauty of the cold is that it is numbing,
Breathe, I am desperately pleading now,
The tears burn my cheeks like scorching flames,
And my ashen face is engraved scarlet,
My hair hangs in tangled tufts across my body,
Breathe, I am barely audible now,
His last words still ring relentlessly in my ears,
Reverberating off of the walls of my heart,
"I’ll never see you as any more than a friend,"
Breathe, I am lower than a hushed whisper now,
The words tear down the barriers protecting me,
Disintegrating my flailing defense,
Ripping at my soul,
Breathe, so shallow and unsteady now,
The recollections of his intoxicating scent engulf me,
The taste of his perfect lips,
So dizzy when I looked into those emerald eyes,
Breathe, I am about to suffocate,
My lungs are ever so hallowed,
Punctures around every corner,
I draw in ragged painful air,
Breathe, no one sees how agonizing it is.