I'm not making this up
We are in your basement and your hand is on my thigh and I'm laid across your lap and your other hand is tangled in my hair and I'm falling asleep or maybe I'm waking up
Wait am I making this up?
My eyes are dripping and my breathing is shaky and my face is blushed and you're coming over to me and you pull me really close and you lock me against you and let me drench your clothes I close my eyes on your shoulder and feel your arms around me or maybe I'm opening them
Please tell me I'm not crazy
We're in your pool and you tell me it's okay that I'm scarred and we're underwater and you swim to me and you kiss me under the water your hands are on my face and everything is perfect but it's a little hard to breathe and I'm still underwater or maybe I'm above water and drowning in the air
I don't know if I'm making this up
I think I am crazy