"Just breathe", he told me.
I forced myself to take three deep breaths.
One.... Two.... Three....
I sucked the air in hard,
but my breaths still came out shallow.
I knew I was breathing,
but I could not feel the air inside of me.
My neck and shoulders ached with tension
as I stared out the car window, still focused on breathing.
I was so overwhelmed by my sudden change in emotion
that I was finding it hard to do normal things, like breathing.
Regardless of the situation,
no matter how consuming it was...
I knew I had to breathe.
I was breathing for him...because he asked me to.
