The Air We Breathe

the air we breathe is mine, is yours, as we belong to all that breathe- except we try to be distinct, but deep inside of you is me, is us, who breathe the same- and in the end what seperates the you in me is just a little space of time where I live first, and you live first, but all the same we feel a joy, what makes you happy is up to you but I feel happy moments too, so we are not so different. Remember when you hate the he and she, that breathes the same as me, as you, and all of we, you hate you too, for I am you, and we are they to someone else. For sad is sad- whether you or me, so we are just alike you see. Love you and you are loving me, and every other he and she.

brittany