I get so attached to people as if they’re the very oxygen that I need.
One second without someone and I can’t breath.
I don’t know why I’ve trained myself to never accept times when I’m alone.
But I guess the thought of being by myself sets fear into my bones.
Is it so horrible for me to want to hear someone say “I’ll never let you go”?
Or do you expect me to be so damn cold?
Should I learn to hear my own breathing, and comfort myself through the sound I make?
Or would I hear the way my heart breaks?
I guess I’ll never know, because I’d rather hear your heart beat slow.