Even when I was sinking,
I kept swimming toward you.
Even when the days blurred,
and my thoughts flickered like broken film,
I still imagined you
clearer than anything else.
I was underwater.
I could barely breathe.
You were my break in the waves.
Not because you saved me
but because I forgot I was drowning
whenever I looked at you.
I was depressed,
but I still noticed every time your laugh changed.
I was hollowed out,
but I still remembered your favorite kind of soda.
I was falling apart,
and still, somehow,
my love held.