swimming

gasp
my breath draws in
eyes wide
excite

we see each other
sound-waves colliding

like song, my heart burst forth
a little out of key
yet still intriguing

starting with a crash of cymbals
becoming vibrant; in time, melodic
fading in and out

time passes

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ebbs flow

conflicted. disconnected.
walls built thick around your heart

why?

we could be
but alas, no

yet there is still this feeling
so i chase it
try to grasp it

and end up gasping for air
drowning under the waters of your messy heart
and my own messy heart

maybe it can never be
but it feels so right
to be drowning in this sea