Poem: To have so much nothing with someone

When that nothingness becomes the air
and every molecule of oxygen becomes carbon monoxide.
The air is poison and all you know is that it once gave you life.
And once, every moment with that person filled your lungs and satisfied your hunger.

But now, when you see them, you are aware of your heaving chest
and your empty stomach, a
nd the starved cries of you cells.

And when you begin to wither away, you wonder where you went wrong
And wonder, “where was the sign that was supposed to say,
WRONG WAY, TURN BACK.”

 you have to run away 

in search of fertile land and 
For trees that will engulf the carbon monoxide,
And fill your lungs once again. 

your world becomes the earth and no longer a person.