our love is this eternal summer-winter temperature
when it isn't a 100% low, it's a 100% high,
when we don't sink each other
we float together,
but more than that
the rush keeps the feeling alive and burning,
if you drown i won't save you
i'll drown with you,
and that's why we can't be together
we crave for each other so hard we fall each other apart,
it's a sad type of love but still
it's the only one we know,
we are both so broken
we can't mend each other,
in that way
we keep it going
in our own flow