Stab.
Breathe.
Stab.
Who knew a heart could be stabbed by a person you helped so much?
Who knew that days before that person with your same blood that asked for your forgiveness not too far back could stab your heart...and rip it out.
...and after you have that tiny breathe still left, begging to not be your last...
the person you trust to wake up to in the morning, to hold you when your heart is bleeding..
takes that very heart and stabs it as well....
you're still expected to breathe....
