water
splish
splash
splish
how is it so easy to dive in like that?
“come in, take my hand! ill never let you fall” she says
i take a hesitant step forward,
but memories of being sucked in by the
cold
blue
water flow back
“what will you do when you’re stuck in a titanic situation?” she asks
closing my eyes, i think, “you’re right. i have to learn.” i plunge.
cold. cold. cold water folds over my body, running through
my hair,
my arms,
my legs,
as I feel the water touch my fingers, she lifts me up.
whew.
slowly, she takes my hands, puts them in hers, and tells me to kick.
the water still seems ominous,
but i know she won’t let me fall.
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