we're calm, just like a river. gentle and beautiful.
but soon, the water flows faster and so do our words.
it gets louder and louder, almost so loud that we
get lost in our own words.
i find myself crying, and you're beginning to
stutter. we hit the bottom, and it's calm again.
gentle, but we can't see past the screaming,
crying or stuttering. we're lost
in the river that used to be beautiful to us.
