i've been drained of all the right words to say and the right way to place my hands behind your head while you sleep, never around your neck, especially not when i'm finding it so hard to breathe. i need air, revive me. i'm sick of saying nothing matters, i'm sick of saying i don't care, every extra second of tension breaks my heart into a million little pieces. i've never had patience for puzzles, how do you expect me to stitch this back together? i need your help, i need it badly.