Never Foreseen
Gripping me like a vice,
Feeling as though you're a snake wrapping yourself all around me.
Water rushing past us,
But it's like we are in a bubble,
Completely cut off from everyone and everything.
The ice cold water not even touching our bodies,
As if the feelings we have are a shield blocking out everything that would ruin this.
But what we had was not like a fairytale,
It was a train wreck that was never foreseen.
poem by Samatha Squiers
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