I want to find comfort in the air. I want to feel; I want to love; I want to care about anything as much as everyone cares about everything.
But the hardest habits to break are the ones that we know are keeping us in place.
I wish I could break myself down and start again. I'll reconstruct the cavity inside my chest. Replace whatever is left with something that still beats. I want to do more than just breathe to stay alive.
I want to fall in line. I want to fall in love. I want a reason to think reason is enough. I am not blind and you are not a liar, so tell me where is this faith I can't seem to find in anything?
I want to believe in anything.