You began just as anyone else, a snowflake swimming in the air.
One second you were a swimming lesson, the next you fell on my hand.
I watched you melt and roll straight out of my skin.
The guilt I felt when you vanished.
If I hadn’t held out my hand so high, my lips so close,
You would have continued to be snow.
My heat turned into water, and now I miss your cold.
It’s true, what is meant for you will find you even if you run.
But what is snow will always melt, leave you under the sun.
You ended unlike anything I had ever seen,
Anyone I had ever met, swimming pool air.
The water I face as I learn how to swim,
One second I fear I’ll drown, the next I fall on your hand,
And you can’t let go of me.
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