this might not make any sense,
but when does our subconscious ever?
we were young. maybe like 13,
and you had these amazing eyes, that just looked into mine and knew everything about me and understood every fiber of my being.
we were at a pool party type thing.
but when all this was happening it seemed like it was just the two of us.
you were dragging me down under water, down down down
but you were staring into my eyes and smiling, and i felt safe.
you wouldn't let me drown
we were trying to find something, well i felt like we were trying to find something, but you were just looking at me. looking into my eyes without a care in the world.
we kept swimming deeper and deeper and i was thinking we were getting pretty deep and should be running out of air,
and i was at the bottom of the pool, still looking for something and you swam away
and pulled two other girls under water but just barely,
not as deep as you dragged me,
and they resurfaced in minutes
for a second i thought you would leave me down there,
but you didn't, you came back just as i was thinking i was really running out of air, but you grabbed my hand and the loss of air didn't seem like a problem anymore.
and you stared into my eyes with those smiling eyes and my eyes were smiling back and deep down i was scared i would drown, but you still hadn't a care in the world. so neither did i
you were pulling me up, up, up
and finally we broke the surface and i gasped for air
and i realized just how out of breath i was
and i was hyperventilating, taking in the air, realizing how close i really was to drowning
and you asked me,
you never came up for air?
and i dont know exactly what i said,
if i said anything,
but it was something like
i was waiting for you to come back for me.