Life is not the amount of breaths you take but the moment that takes your breath away.....ryt..whatever"

What about those moments that not only take your breath away but hit you so hard that its hard to breath and any tear that comes out doesnt realy mean anything.What about the breaths you take when you feel that the eath is crumbling under your feet and you dont have a foothold. When the strenght to breath is harder to find than the breath itself?Well point is... life is not a bed of roses or of rocks... and all the moments that take our breath away dont neccesarily leave us breathless in a good way... Here i am, seathing.... breathing as hard as a cronic smoker on a quiting streak... The air has been knocked right out of me and every breath i take now, in all its momentum is to understand the moment.... This is one of those moments where is very lucrative to just breath but the thing is....I DONT WANT TO! this is one of those moments where your breath has been taken away and the moment has passed... so much for hollywood endings nhe... here i am out of breath and i missed the moment...