07

07

Time is like water, ever moving and yet so constricted
Offering reflections of things lost in it, and found in it
A mirror, a cupboard, a portal to another world
Something found in dreams, and yet so deceiving to our reality.
Take me under, with every word you won’t speak
And tell me of things I have lost
Take me under, in the way you won’t let go
As I drift away downstream, so far away
Take me under, and hold me tight as I drown in the depths of something I won’t forget
Something, I’m not so sure was real
Something, something, something
It’s always something
Except you
You’re Everything, and I can’t explain why.

Don’t forget me, as the water rises and the tide comes to wash away footprints
Because this water is so cold, and I think I've been drowning since then.

_{(You only ever need ask, for my pen belongs to you)}