A Quick Breath

I will not let myself say that I miss you... out loud I will silently torment myself with the thought Over and over in my head As my stomach clenches and I lose focus on all else I will allow myself the comfort that you are here now And I will not think of losing you I will not think of your pain and want to fix it-- make you whole I will not let my heart leap with emotion when you look at me Eye wide, soul exposed I will not let myself reach for more Because having more means losing more and there would be nothing left of me but a whisper, lost in the breeze from a breath that came out too fast Too hard, Too soon Disappearing into winter air with a punch of white cloud All from a whisper of: "I will miss you" No, It would only be a quick breath, and gone