Some girls know all the lyrics to each others songs. They find harmonies in their laughter. Their linked elbows echo in toon. What if I can't hum on key? What if my melodies are the ones nobody hears? Some people can recognize a tree, a front yard, and know they made it home. How many circles can I walk in before I give up looking? How long before I'm lost for good? It must be possible to swim in the ocean of the one you love without drowning. It must be possible to swim without becoming water yourself. But I keep swallowing what I thought was air. I keep finding stones attached to my feet.
