to finals week.

you’re like the moment I run out of air underwater.

.

a stream of bubbles dissipating to nothing,

the pressure filling my brain and

lungs collapsing inwards.

.

nothing’s more rewarding than that

reviving gasp of oxygen once

my head floats to surface.

.

winter break feels like the car ride home from the community pool.

.

seatbelt fastened (courtesy of mom) ,

the humming heater easing the

goosebumps along my skin.

.

my muscles ache with

Endorphins,

eyes easing shut.

.

.

I always have the best sleep

after swimming.

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with love,

olivia