Swimming Lessons: Poems

by Lili Reinhart

I find myself missing you before you’re even gone, Knowing there exists a space without you next to me. A somewhere I never want to feel too comfortable in.

How lucky I am to love someone so much and to know I can give so much to one person. A man who deserves to be told “I love you,” as many times a day as it crosses my mind.

You are the treasure I have earned after multiple lifetimes of good behavior.

It is a privilege to know you in such a way that no one else does. To be the someone who sees your intimate self so completely.