I breathe. I breathe when I'm looking at you. I take a deep breath and I feel like the luckiest human being that has ever walked this Earth...
I breathe and I stick my fingers in your neck, drawing symbols, not even knowing what they mean. I just need to feel your skin, as much as possible.
I breathe and I wake up, but you don't want me to so you pull me back and kiss me, and I have to hold my breath. But I don't really care. I would hold my breath for years if it meant that I get to spend a lifetime with you stuck in that moment.
But reality knocks at the door, and when you begin to feel all that weight in your shoulders, you feel so heavy you can't breathe... and when you can, you do it because you need it when you're crying and no one seems to hear you.
How could everything go from 100 to 0 so quickly? How could I think that I had a chance to be happy?
Nightsky - Tracey Chattaway.
I breathe and I stick my fingers in your neck, drawing symbols, not even knowing what they mean. I just need to feel your skin, as much as possible.
I breathe and I wake up, but you don't want me to so you pull me back and kiss me, and I have to hold my breath. But I don't really care. I would hold my breath for years if it meant that I get to spend a lifetime with you stuck in that moment.
But reality knocks at the door, and when you begin to feel all that weight in your shoulders, you feel so heavy you can't breathe... and when you can, you do it because you need it when you're crying and no one seems to hear you.
How could everything go from 100 to 0 so quickly? How could I think that I had a chance to be happy?
Nightsky - Tracey Chattaway.
