Air like fire

A broken heart you do not feel in your heart,
A broken heart you feel in your lungs.
You draw air, and the air feels like fire.
You inhale deeply, but you never seem to get enough oxygen
into your lungs.
You sit up straight, desperately trying to control your breathing,
But however much you pretend that this will fix the issue,
You cannot breathe.
You cannot exist in this world.
You cannot exist without her.

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