​american poetry club
​as slow and as vast as our love can take
[Verse]
There is nothing but compulsion here
You lost something in return
I am sorry if I was not clear
But you were busy taking life out of my lungs
Sometimes all yer friends will disappear
There's no promise you'll be fine
I am sorry that I won't be here
You are improving, getting stronger all the time

[Chorus]
And if you cannot breathe again
You will find a moment when
You don't miss the way you hated you back then