Some days I feel like I’ve spent a quarter of my life waiting for the wrong train.

But I don’t mind the time in between

sometimes i mistake my shadow for my light

but i don’t mind the grey spots in between

i fell asleep where you slept

and dreamt that i fell asleep under the ocean

i knew i’d drown if i didn’t wake up

but i kept telling myself, just a little longer

i wondered if my sister was laughing above the surface

we were at the pool and i dove under

and there were bubbles everywhere

and i realized i couldn’t find my way up

so it turned into the ocean

and i fell asleep

and it reminded me of that time when i was ten and i jumped into the river

and i didn’t think id ever find my way out again