Holding My Breath!

Your apartment feels like home

but I’ve only been here a few times.

Your arms feel just the same

and they’ve been holding me all night.

Your walls hold your secrets

and my mouth spills mine.

How did we get here after not knowing each other our whole lives?

I’ve given in to the feeling,

but you’ve got a hold on you

that you can’t cut clean.

You’re drowning, but it feels like

you don’t want to be saved.

I sit back and give you space.

Floating around us because I don’t know where to land.

Clinging to a life boat but you keep sinking it,

clinging to your chest but you stopped breathing in and out.

Breathing in and out.

I just want to love you but it feels like right person, wrong time,

and I don’t know if we’re over or just pressing pause.

‘Cause I don’t want to play

if you don’t want to win

but I promise I’ll stay if you let me in.

I know one of these days I will get over it.

But for now I’m holding my breath,

clinging to a life boat,

clinging to your chest.

Holding my breath!

Your brown eyes are getting blurry

and I’m trying to find tear trails on your cheek.

How did we get here after being strangers for years?

Your anxiety can come over

and hold hands with mine.

Unless I’m the last thing you need right now.

You deserve the best

and you’ve never crossed,

not even one, of my boundaries.

You’ve got a lot to get done

and I don’t want to get in the way,

so I’ll float astray,

a castaway,

not timing holding my breath.