Love, love, Love & Relationships


    A poem by TheAmeliaBurns 


    I suppose a part of me thought he was the one

    Thought that he would be the one to save me from the drowning of the other one

    Because when have I ever not been gasping for air

    Desperately holding on to the feeling of rushed blood, flushed cheeks & relief


    Could it be that every relationship I’ve ever had was just a flotation

    To pull me back up from the last one to push my head under

    Just close enough, for me to pull myself up

    But too heavy for me to get a grip for support


    Dragging me to calmer waters until I finally felt like I could breathe again

    Only to have you sink from under my grip

    To have water fill my lungs again

    Tears stinging my eyes while saving my best lies


    I’ll tell you, that salt water does that sometimes

    And who needs support when you have enough strength to keep yourself alive


    I’ll swim tirelessly through each current

    Pretending like I am my very own submarine

    Made of concrete and glass

    A force that no one dare try to break


    Pass me by and talk of the girl

    They admire and say, “she takes peoples breathe away”

    But always stay just far enough for the next current to pull me under

    They can’t take their eyes off, enthralled by each tumble


    They get amusement off watching me swim myself to the top

    And they admire that I am so viscously breathless

    And I’ll pretend like I had intended to fear breathing

    Like I had faked all those drowning’s just to let you see me rise


    I’ll promise that I didn’t need him

    And the truth is, that I don’t need him


    But I suppose,

    a part of me thought he was “the one.”