Sailboats

Do you know that sinking feeling, when he drops you in the middle of the sea after he promised to carry you through every body of water in the world? How you feel the ocean bubbling up in your stomach until it has no way out but through your mouth? How you drown from the inside out every single time? His familiar hands are now the ones that have pushed you overboard into a river of self doubt and you don't know how to get back onto land. But I've built sailboats in my life, they carry me better than his hands ever could, they take me to places further than his body could ever swim, and they love me more than he ever will.