Pillow laid across my face. 10 pounds of pressure I embrace. The holder of the plush head brace, is the lover I wish I could do anything for, trying to make me pass away in my sleep. Don't let me down easy, it's not easy to breathe. Screaming and pulling, saying "Pretty Please". "I don't want you to go, please don't leave." You say, "not a problem", but you back away. Did you think I wouldn't notice by the speed you delay? It's not easy to stop breathing, no matter the pace. I was hoping this would last, hoping this would pass. Hoping I had another second, I got some feelings to ask. Oh, why? Don't let me go. Don't go soft. You made it hard by smoothing it off. There's something there. I know you care. Please don't back away. Maybe I've said all I can say, but there is no way this ends today. Don't let it fade. Don't let it stop. You can just stay here. I wanna lay here. We could just lay near, one another. We have each other. Just let me say more, even if it's done for. I can just say more. It is you that I adore.