Day 10 Breathing | Running Through the Night, This Time for Sure

I run through an unfamiliar city with you.
Out of breath.

Because of the difference in our builds, our breathing and heartbeats will never align, but your breathing makes the cold air tremble and reaches me.

It's fun.
Just by running.
Just by breathing.
Just by being by your side.

Why?
The reason is told to me by your breathing.

That I have lived.
That it was good to have lived.
Though I have walked with clumsy steps, I too have been able to breathe in this world.

I fill my chest with the night air, exhale, and start running again.

I am participating in Rin Kiki's project!

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