A Breath of Fresh Air
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hannahleepoetry
hannahleepoetry Writing is my therapy!
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For The Button Poetry Contest!! but also for my lovely fiance ;) It can be both right?

A Breath of Fresh Air

My mother thought of the men in her life as oxygen tanks, if one ran out she would replace it so quickly, never learning to breathe without one.

I thought of the men in her life as helium, how they'd always make her float away from me, how she would always come back down so deflated

I remember exhaling all I had to keep her afloat but when something has a hole you cannot fix all the air in the world, it just won't hold.

And there are still days I don't feel worthy unless my lungs are empty, there are still days I surround myself with those who are deflated

So when I call you a breath of fresh air, I mean thank you for coming into my life already full, I mean thank you for being the first person who wanted me to fill myself up first

When I call you a breath of fresh air, I mean I feel so much better since I let you in.

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