I wrote you what my heart holds.

Take a step and breathe me in.
However you take your vices—
up your nose or through your veins—
don't stop, breathe me in.
He said, "It hurts."
"Don't be such a baby."
You wanted to know how it feels.
Take a step back,
hold your breath,
suck it up,
suck it in.

If these were just numbers, then why are you here?
These bones are hidden
beneath the skin,
so scared of the truth,
you've become thin.
Shhhh, "We don't use that word,"
like the truth is gonna hurt me.
I loved shots as a kid;
shoot me up,
don't stop, breathe me in.

How does it feel?
The short, cold, painful breathing,
like a clownfish.
This pack of menthols
is my sea anemone—
don't stop, breathe me in.

Drugs are bad,
but so is food,
and yet they say you're sick,
and fat people are too.
I guess I was never good at perfection.
I made a home in your bones,
so even when you're cold,
I'll warm you.
Let me love you
like the moon loves the sun.
She warms the day;
He cools the night.
And with the breezes in between,
they breathed life into us—
don't stop, breathe me in.

Let me make refuge in your lungs,
so every empty word
fills itself with hope,
and every bad dream
has a happy ending.
Let my light reach you.
I have a heavy hurt with you.
I love you because I'm trapped,
and with you,
I am free.