Letting go . . . 

That moment when your mind wins over your heart, separating both far apart. Leaving your body and soul lost in a swirl of confusion . . . over him, over her, over yet another moment of pain brought on by another. Gasping for oxygen, h20, air . . . love . . . one by one, fingers of desperation and sadness lift away.

Goodbye uncertainties, farewell to the unknowns. Lift away from empty ships of hope, dreams and destiny . . . now bound for nowhere, with no one aboard. And as you lift away, step away and turn your front to back . . . you learn how to breathe again on your own.

Breathe . . . in . . . breathe . . . out.
Breathe in. Breathe out.

Let oxygen lift your soul into synchronicity once more; with your mind, with your body . . . with your heart. In alignment with a multitude of stars, a twinkling expanse of an inspirational sky . . . your breath as you cleanse blows chaos back into the black hole where it belongs.

And you swirl away . . . far, far away . . . as far away as you can.