I am floating,
I don't think I know how to.
I realize that, as I drown.
But I'm not gasping for air.
I realize that, as I drown.
But I'm not gasping for air.
All my senses are flooded with you.
Everything else is muted,
a mere background.
My legs try in vain
pushing my frail body to surface.
I'm drowning in you.
You are the only thing that makes no sense
You are the only thing that makes no sense
yet all the sense in my life.
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