Can you see the struggle now?
Like two opposing forces fighting for air
We hold onto this rope
Tugging and pulling
Funny thing is,
I didn't even know I was fighting
Until the night I opened my eyes
And found my heart dieing

No oxygen was getting inside

You see,
You were never one to share

You said something about surviving and that you loved me
So, I freely gave you my air
After all, I could take it
And isn't that what lovers do?
Lay down their lives for one another?

Yet now I find myself in the midst of a tug-a-war
Letting go would mean never saying "no"
It would mean barely breathing while you bask in a breeze

No,
You were never one to share

Oh, how I loath this struggle
It's such a waste of time
I would much rather be hugging or staring at the sky

But I must breathe

You said you loved me
But I ask you,
What kind of love is this, when you know without oxygen no life could possibly exist?