I can’t stop thinking about the way he practically taught me how to breathe again when my emotions made me feel incapable to-
Counting me to breathe in deeply… and then out…
Then, the next day, how he smothered me with his hand until I was on the brink of passing out…
I can remember how joyous his eyes looked as he was taking the light out of mine,
and how my body began to involuntarily jerk and buck underneath his hand.
I learned one thing for certain… He is the one who gives me life, and he can also just as easily take it away
Every breath you take is a blessing, and every one I take away is a lesson.