I told myself I wouldn't return
My heart still broken
My lungs still burn
But now I have a token in my grasp
Your fingers interlocked with mine
Nothing but pureness in your eyes
Yes, I'll step in one more time
With you by my side
We're already under the surface
Heart thumping in my chest
Don't let me go darling
Not. Just. Yet
Darling we are down below
Submerged right to the ocean floor
For its no longer our toes that touch the sand
Rather our fingers from our free hands
YOU ARE READING
Drowning
Poetrylove is like the ocean. the deeper you go in, the harder it is to dry off and move on Dangers of Love vol. 2
