Sinking There is an intoxication to her smile that goes straight to my head.More Like This
Without it I can hardly see straight, or see past these blurred lines that I've always been fed.
And occasionally I'll wonder, if my chest cavity is growing bigger,
Or maybe my heart is just sinking deeper.
Or maybe her heart is sinking too.
No matter how hard we struggle it will only sink deeper in the ocean shared by two.