Sand squished under my toes as I walked into the water.
It was cold, but that was expected.
It's always cold- I'm always cold.
It was something about the waves.
How all that salt got them stirred up that the only thing they could do was fall.
How I devoured you and your salt so much that now the waves take me under too.
How all your salt got me stirred up that the only thing I could do was collapse.
Collapse on the shower floor.
Collapse in my bed.
But never in your arms.
I'm waist deep now and I can see the wave starting to peak.
So, I dive.
Maybe too deep.
I hear them yell for me to come back to shore.
But I got so used to drowning
That water is all I am anymore.