take the time to breathe

Copyright © March 29, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Waiting in the wings,
hanging on the edge,
for the day to come
that you might come to me.

Afraid to take a breath
and
take the time to breathe.
so I hold it.

But how long can I do
this unnatural thing?

To live I need the air,
as oxygen it does provide

to fill my blood with life
that powers my heart to beat
for you and you alone. 

But the time it does grow long
without you, 

as I alone dream of endlessly
our reuniting

that may never see light of day
in my lifetime.

So if I do move on,
I fear that I might see
over my shoulder
you running after me
but too late.

As the tides carry me away
from what just might have been,
but was never meant to be
if that I can believe,
but I don’t know if I can.