at your first swimming lesson, they teach you to breathe through your nose and let air out through your mouth to avoid swallowing water and although i listened closely, i may have missed a step because i am sick to death of wishing myself six feet underground but my love, it's not an easy feat to breathe with litres of salt water flooding your lungs

It doesn't hurt because I love you
It hurts because I believed you

I can taste *****,
and it sounds like you.

There's plenty reasons

You'll never love me

My body is one

It's far from the best

It's one of the worst

Also I'm not pretty

All the other girls are

I'm not very clever

Not compared to you

I'm just average

I don't stand out

I have loads of spots

That not even make up

Can cover up

I'm not at all popular

Not many people like me

They'd rather spend their time

Making fun of me

I'm not very tanned

Instead very pale

And everyone likes tanned skin

With slim bodies to match

We both know I have none of that

My eyes aren't perfect

So don't look too close

My personality doesn't stand out

I can be very quiet

Or at times very loud

Loose strands in my hair

Fly everywhere

Loads of split ends

You are just my friend

I'm stuck in the friend zone

I don't like myself

So I don't know how you'd cope

I'm lucky to have you

Just as a friend

But I can't help wanting more than that

So reasons why you'll never love me

There's more than a few

Those are some of them

But don't worry there's more too

Senses left reeling, it feels like
I'm stealing a slice out of
heaven.
touch and touch against skin,
her eyes letting me in,these
singing words seem to be the
fluttering of a thousand birds, but
it's my heart.

She lays waste to my taste buds as she
kisses me light and
I surrender again
to the night.

I am 24 going on 25
Not knowing where to go, but in my room to hide
From a judgmental world full of deception and lies
So much darkness inside
Hard to open my eyes
When secretly, I wish I would die
Struggling to seek positivity
When I find it, it doesn't seem to last
Still bothered about mistakes and wishing I could change the past
Everyone doesn't move on as fast as others do
There are many people like me who hurt just like you

It was trusting - The kind where you let yourself float
                             in the ocean with the knowledge that
                             the water surface wouldn't let you sink

It was release - The kind where you could let go of the rope
                           and enjoy the wind in your hair as you freefall
                           without ever landing the wrong way

It was ignorance - The kind where you put yourself in the
                                spotlight not realising the audience were
                                in their seats because they were obligated
                                not because they were willing

It was struggling - The kind where you went too far ahead and started
                                 sinking into quicksand, trying so hard to get yourself
                                 out that you didn't see outstretched hands surround

It was silence - The kind where you notice the elephant
                           in the room but refused to acknowledge
                           the distance between you and them

It was isolation - The kind where the ocean had grown too vast
                              to be crossed with all you have left when the
                              storm passes

It was letting go - The kind where acceptance has settled
                                in your bones and you see the uncrossed
                                distance that could've been overcome if
                                there were words instead of space

It was reminiscing - The kind where the memories, although
                                    tainted, make you miss the belonging and
                                    the ties left severed and forgotten

It was wishing - The kind where I would see your from
                             a premeditated distance and know that
                             neither of us cared enough to build a bridge
                             and neither of us left saying what we needed
                             to tell the other.