Smoke

Breathing in, breathing out. Breathing in, breathing out. One thing is wrong with this, because its not air. Breathing in smoke, breathing out smoke. Having the time of your life, while on the other side your lover is bleeding. With every breath in, every blow out, it's like your taking her fragile heart and throwing it against a concrete floor. The thing is, you don't even care. You only do what makes you happy, you don't think about how it effects other people. Oh it's just an act he says, she just wants me to stop, it doesn't hurt her that much, he says. But what he doesn't know, while he's having fun, she's bleeding, she's dying, she's crying. What he does know, he's got her so far fallen for him, she can't get out of his trap, he can do and say anything, and know shell come running back. What he needs to know, he's hurting her more than he thinks, he's the reason she bleeds, he's the reason she cries What he needs to do, he needs to let her go and stop dragging her along Her little heart can't take the pain, Breathe in, breathe out. Something's wrong with the picture. Cuz there's smoke in it, not loving air. She is so far broken, her heart is like glass thrown against concrete floor, tell me how you fix that, you can't. He pushed her so far, so deep. Now all that's left is a body with a face..