– for Lee
it’s not like you’re the one that got away—i let you go, i let you go, i let you go—but i’m swimming in this lake,chasing after the echoing ripples,water in my nose, algae in my eyes,hair plastered to my face,and i’m breathing deep between dives,trying to remember what you sound like,and i’m pushing forward with everything in me,more soaked than when we got caught in the rain,when you gave me a tour of your campus,and i hope my words survive the waves— i love you, i love you,i love you—and that you will surface again.
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