everyone was so focused on your sad eyes and dry lips; I gave my attention your lungs
the rise and fall of your slim, bare chest
the panicked breaths you let out when the world was working against you
and through all of that, there was still your choked up but thundering words that you so desperately tried to force out of your rough, aching throat

everything led back to your failproof lings that fought to keep you alive even when that was the last thing you wanted

your steady lungs that never collapsed even when your mind did

while your lips may have quivered, and your eyes may have burned into me in a way that no one else's have,

your lungs still wore me down; thin.
all i needed was for you to gasp out that you loved me

but instead, those lungs that i adored;
were breathing life into someone else.