Thinking of you makes me feel like I'm walking under water. You're that air I desperately need. I can't have you until I reach to the top and find a norm in my surroundings. Slowly, I'm choking. Suffocated, trapped... I need to get as far away as i can from rock bottom.
But until then, I'm swimming with all the other fish in the sea, taking chances. I tend to be dangerously optimistic during times of panic.
<3, Eunice via iPhone