Note #225

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The cold water never truly invigorates me.

I keep comparing everyone else to you.

After a month they get tired of my company.

But, baby, believe me – I do too.

Somehow it is always your opinion

That stays much closer to the truth.

I counted your mistakes and got to a million.

I still miss the way you played a brute.

But even though the hope is fading,

My head is still under the water, so frozen.

They said my lips were not for waiting,

They called my heart an endless ocean.

Somehow you knew it was a lie.

Still, you watched as my face turned blue.

The cold water never got me high.

But, baby, believe me – never did you.

-JW