The entirety of my skin
floats in his water
such an intangible safety
but
I feel pretty now
I feel wanted now
I feel loved now
staring into the eyes of the ceiling
knowing he'll never let me drown
his waves hug my body
they never startle me
because I expect the current to change
and every drop that stings my nose
I inhale like the sweetness of flowers
but let the chlorine burn my lungs
because he loves me
and when I stand up
I realize, I went too deep
My feet don't touch
because I forgot I wasn't floating in a pool anymore
That's what it's like to love him.
I've never loved someone so blindly falling in love with every mistake and learning to be turned on by the pain. Pat does this to me, and I lost him.
I updated this poem in my drafts comment if you think I should share my changes.