Imaginary Conversations

I'm running out of breath,
I'm running out of energy,
I hate myself...
I treat me like a enemy,
My breath feeling heavy,
I'm still not ready,
Cause I'm on the road,
Where I never had been before,

But I can still stand,
When I hold your hand,
Cause you are my whole plan,
To escape this reality,
You are my whole insanity,
With you I feel gifted,

Everyone thinks I'm stupid,
Cause I act  like some kid,
I used to be reckless,
But then I met you,
We both eating breakfast,
Underneath the moon,
We never met eachother,
But we will meet soon,

I know hearts don't physically breaks,
But my chest hurts,
I wanna feel your warm cuddles,
On my wet sweat shirt,
Wanna eat dishes you made,
In Dinner, Lunch And in the Breakfast,
Hoping day will come...
While waiting on my deathbed.