That it was midsummer and i saw you & (it should’ve been nothing but)
it was a rainy evening in june & the ocean is falling from the sky
That i’m pulled
apart by the tide, left untied
in the sand, a miserable effort to write a synonym for breathless
(you give me a headache every time)
That
my restlessness is born in the sea, my sanity undone
by your saltwater freckles
That you(r hands) are
full of ice water & you’re standing in a tide pool &
i still can’t breathe
(it’s the remnants of my synonym) and i’m holding all my love with
open arms but you forget the way it rained on us in june
the midsummer dinnertime rain
That the august dinnertime rain let us go
so i'll untie it all on the drive home, leave you behind as the moon hangs low
(dips into the ocean)
(undoes my mind)
(dries my saltwater eyelashes)
