So old
So old to the world
So new to me
Wondering how I couldn't sea
The old ships the paintings too
Oh how they set my spirt free
How we could still be us
How he could have still called me his love
I still hear the faint buzz of the crowd
I still see the movements
But in a way I don't
Because I'm drowning
Drowning in though
Gasping for air
My throat dry from all the words
I could have said
My eyes glistening from
Every tear I had to hold back
My heart aches from
Every mistake I made
Snap
I resurface
No longer am I gasping for air
My throat no longer dry
The tears no longer sit in my eyes
But my heart still aches
