Don't hold your breath.

...and when you leave, you're taking all the secrets with you. In a way, it's a breath of fresh air yet part of me feels unfulfilled, I don't know what to do. I won't know what to do when you're not there. We shared a common language yet we were more than just words, you'll never know that seeing you go hurts. We'll both get a fresh start, new lives worlds apart. I wouldn't bring myself to beg you to stay, and if you did it wouldn't be the same. You were the air in my lungs; I could only hold you for so long before I began to choke, so slowly I exhaled trying to savor whatever was left before I was left breathless.