Breathing Room

yesterday, i couldn’t get you out of my head, wanted to spend every minute with you now

today, i don’t know what I can do to get far enough away from you. your tentacles reaching for me every minute of the day, your eyes seeing everything mine see, whether you’re invited or not. i’ve forgotten how to say I. its always we, i miss me so do the friends i never see. somewhere trapped between the thankfulness that you are in my life, the best woman I’ve ever known, guilty that it took so long for me to find out that I’m not sure if you are her. the her that makes me purr, the her I have yet to meet, the her that finally makes me take my eyes off the door, and fully listen when you tell me about your day, the her I thought was you until things got too close. the her that might still be you if you’d just step back and let me fill my lungs with a little me.