My heart is caught in a riptide,
so out of control,
but I’m not resisting the pull.
I’m going to drown in you tonight.
We’ve been simmering,
just like the pasta I boiled for dinner last week.
We’re just two lonely people,
letting the current drag us together.
Tomorrow, I will think about the mess I’ve made.
But for now, I’m just floating in the ocean.