Breathe

We’re the opposite of attraction,
Which we’ve channelled into,
Devotion.
We’re a picture worth 3 words,
Translated as…
I love you.

But we are moving WAY to fast,
Just let me stop…
And catch my breath.

I guess it’s true what they say,
Love is blind.
Even so, just look me in the eye.
And tell me I’m beautiful.

But we got to slow it down,
Come to a stop,
And breathe.

Together forever?
Or simply: a smudge.
On an otherwise,
Perfect record.

It’s your decision.

Just don’t forget to breathe.