Jul 2013
&las;; night was the first time i had faith
in anybody in a long time (maybe because it's easy to breathe
when you're speeding down back streets
and i only just then realized that i'd been
held under too long)
(maybe it had something to do with the way
your hands glided over the wheel like you could care less
about where we were going or when we would come back)
(maybe it was the way you promised that there would be a
next time)
(maybe it was just you)
in anybody in a long time (maybe because it's easy to breathe
when you're speeding down back streets
and i only just then realized that i'd been
held under too long)
(maybe it had something to do with the way
your hands glided over the wheel like you could care less
about where we were going or when we would come back)
(maybe it was the way you promised that there would be a
next time)
(maybe it was just you)
last night my friend rescued me and two other of us from sitting outside a church for an hour and he took us around town in his truck and we blasted the music and when the chorus hit we all chanted 'have faith in me' and it was really funny because it was like for that hour i realized that i'd been feeling suffocated for a ridiculously long time. and it's like when i used to swim, and at meets in the long events that one little breath was like the weight of the world being lifted off your shoulders, even if just for a second, but that was all you needed to reassure you that you weren't actually gonna die and even if the end of the race seemed really far away you had enough in you to keep going because just imagine finishing strong, even if it hurts, and the way that first breath feels at the end is like the best feeling in the world.
