Swimming Lessons
I keep dreaming I wake to texts from you.
It's so strange, normally my dreams come true.
Now I can't tell whether they are nightmares,
Because those night terrors just don't fight fair.
I keep dreaming I wake to your picture,
That morning face you make is a scripture.
The real thing is better than my dreams,
A perfect smile and it always gleams.
But when I wake to familiar blank screens,
It's so hard to figure out what it means.
living vicariously through my dreams,
Because life is much better than it seems.
Dreams about your kisses, air in my lungs,
But I've been drowning, trying to get one.
I dream of a future, where I can breathe,
Head above water, monsters off my feet.
Would you swim beside, and keep me afloat?
I've been drowning calm, and painfully slow.
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