Breathe

Once more

I bury my face

Into your

Soft linen shirt

And breathe

In the smell of

Sunshine and lazy

Afternoons spent in bed.

And I wonder,

Was it worth it

All the hearts broken

To get here? I

Hold your hand

And breathe

Some more of your

Intoxicating aroma.

And I question,

Is it fair to

Assume that my

Happiness was more

Important than theirs

My heart more

Deserving? Your smell is

Stronger above your heart.

And I reason,

But of course

We must fight for

Ourselves, who else

Will fight our battles

And take our scars?

And I breathe

As your heart finally stills.