I remember being a young girl at the pool
Playing this game with myself 
Where I would float on my back 
Belly, face, and palms to the sun 
I’d see how still I could be 
And once I was as still as I felt was possible 
I’d exhale and feel myself sink 
Almost close enough to where my nose was underwater 
Just before the moment where air meets water
I’d breathe in as deep as I could manage 
And feel myself rise again 
Back to the surface 
Back to safety 
Sometimes I still do that
Maybe you do too 
Just in a different way