Sitting there under starry sky
The smell of burnt marshmallows 
The crackling of fire
The laughter and chatter
The sound of bottles clinking 
The feeling of being young forever
What a sight to behold
A picture worth keeping 
And then there's you
Hair messy, glasses askew
But still breathtaking 
And then I was confused
On which view was more beautiful

I am drowning
Words fail me whenever I need it the most
My thoughts would fill the ocean between us 
But my words would never reach your shore 

I am drowning
My actions would never be as strong as his
I could pull away the anchor that weighs me down 
But my hands are tied behind my back

I am drowning 
And as I look up to meet your gaze 
The world embraces me back to slumber 
Your eyes like the color of sunset