010. Breathe Again
„Ich lebe, weil du mein Atem bist." ~ Christina Stürmer – "Ich lebe"
„I live, because you are my breath." ~ Christina Stürmer – "I live"
I knew it wasn't healthy or anything near natural, but every second we spend apart, and even if the distance between us was merely an inch, I felt hurt and pain shoot through my body. I was addicted to him, he was everything I needed and I craved for him. My body longed for him, when we were apart I felt physical and emotional pain. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't breathe. When he went he took my life and breath with him and I stopped living. I still existed, but I felt hollow, like everything inside me had been ripped out and disappeared into the nothing that existed around me.
I watched as he entered the room and walked straight towards the bed with the dark sheets where he was laying. The second the bed sunk down a little, because of the impact his body had caused, I let out the breath I had been holding for what seemed like hours. His hands were on my skin, so fast I barely registered it and I felt the whole that seemed to grow in my chest, shrink down into nothing. His lips met mines and I felt the craving disappear. I felt the air stream out through my lips and enjoyed the feeling of oxygen filling my lungs.
He was here and I felt complete again. He was here and I felt the life creep back into my body.
He was here and I could breathe again.