i can’t decide if i’m okay with the way you stay on my mind
all the time or if it really bothers me because
you’re wonderful to think about
but awful to consider
the best part is that you have no idea
or maybe you do and i am the one left clueless and in awe of your kind face
sometimes i’m underwater
and you’re my surface
and other times you’re the water that fills my lungs so fatally well
because sometimes i think we’re on the right track
and others i fight the upward battle
and sweetheart
i’m losing