we finally went swimming today,
(our first time
in two years)
and the whole time just felt
like a metaphor of
us—
you flipped me,
dunked me,
grabbed me underwater,
told me to clutch
“that cute little nose”
and hold my breath—
so that i could be
brave enough to try
something exciting
that i was afraid of.
you do this every day;
today,
in the water,
it was much more clear.
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
we finally went swimming today,
(our first time
in two years)
and the whole time just felt
like a metaphor of
us—
you flipped me,
dunked me,
grabbed me underwater,
told me to clutch
“that cute little nose”
and hold my breath—
so that i could be
brave enough to try
something exciting
that i was afraid of.
you do this every day;
today,
in the water,
it was much more clear.
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