there are bubbles on your eyelashes
and air in your cheeks
your hair moves without you

i stare at you when you’re not looking
but you only want to read
what i write when it’s about you

i hold your hand under the water
i want to stay down here with you
but i can’t stop myself from floating

it makes me sad how much better
we are when we’re not ourselves

but i’ll do anything to be happy