I'm independent

as hard as it is.

I'm accustomed to being cared for

as dependent as that is.

I appreciate the bruises

as sketchy as it seems.

I got rid of my leash

as long as that took.

But you've brought me so many to choose from, 

I can't help myself. 

As much as I don't like it,

I'm in love.

The more you sting the longer my breath holds.

Keep pushing me away, soon I'll have no power over your tide.

You give me the same chest pull as the Mustang sun. 

I reside below your horizon, and thrive from the green water pulsing through your veins. 

Rise, keep rising, with me forever.