If You Decide To Stay

If you ever find me on a night where I've stopped breathing because it hurts too much, or I"m laying on the floor attempting to feel something, anything, even if it's just the cold touch of the tiles on the bathroom floor, just know that I don't mind if you walk away. I give you permission to leave me there, without a single word for explanation. But if you see me sitting in the corner, salty tear trails tracing my cheeks, fingers entangled in my hair in a sorry attempt to hold my head up, and you decide to stay, just know that I will never let you go. I'll keep you in my chest, so maybe you'll force me to breathe. Or maybe, I'll a mount a picture of your smiling face on the bathroom wall, so I can see your loving face before I go to tuck myself in the corner again. I'll keep you around so maybe, just maybe, there won't be a next time.