The air was thick and hard to breath
water was flooding through the cracks in the walls
Staring through the window while she pressed down on me
I wasn't where I wanted to be

I felt her fingertips against my skin
like they were foreign invaders
trying to force their way in

The weight of her uncertainty crushing through me
I watched the tremor behind her eyes
as she dropped her body onto my lap
Our lips fumbled in the darkness
and I felt like my interest was being devoured
not by her, but by the mistake I made in coming here

Her hair doesn't fall across my face the way yours does
Her skin doesn't smell sweet and salty like the shore
Her hand on my back that is trying to draw me in
only pushes me away, your hand used to push through
and massage the ***** protected by my ribs

Your face in front of me always felt like coming home
the others are vacations I never wanted to take