i felt my hands shake when you drove off cotton smoke bellowing from the exhaust breathing out a question were yesterdays actions what was right new daylight last nights moon still in sight and we are all struggling to not give in to the very lies we get stuck in like we wont grown old or never wain in energy or you cant find love in things youve yet to see more and more i feel sore from waking from a dream where i realize im actually still lonely and i fall back to my weak stance thinking that i still need you here fading fading a particle thats barely there i become the weight of air i move with each word you exhale i become the weight of air i move with each word you exhale until nothing is there