and your strong arms could hold me up,
but you're drowning too.
I'm trying my hardest to keep you afloat,
pushing you up as I fall to the ocean floor,
but it doesn't seem to be working.

We're falling,
and flailing,
and aimlessly wandering,
and I keep hoping we can wander together,
at least for a little while longer.

When you find what you're looking for
(we both know it's not me)
and you stop drowning,
I hope you'll remember me,
drag me to the surface,
and remind me to breathe.