Furthest from land

I hope that somebody when I ask you,
How does it feel like to fall in love?
You don’t tell me about your deepest fear of what could go wrong.
I hope that you tell me that you would still hold my hand
while we drown because even in another world
You would choose me like I would choose you.
I hope you tell me that loving me feels like watering plants in the desert.
That It feels like Hope,
like HOME