I have no interest in anything or anyone.
Breathing always feels like drowning.
I could see people on the shore bustling with people saying, "Come on, come on," but I was still sinking.
I should be more moderate, I told myself, raising my hands ready to surrender.
But the moment your body was suspended horizontally, you came.
I just saw your beautiful toes and had the idea of hugging your whole body.
Thank you. I love you.
I want to have you, or continue to sink and be buried in the deep sea.