The speaker compares falling for someone to the feeling of suffocation. The poem begins with swimming, where struggling for air is something the speaker chooses and even enjoys. Then it turns to "you": talking to this person produces the same effect. There is air in the speaker's lungs, but breathing feels impossible. The body reacts in a panic, with a pounding heart, brain fuzz and static, and blurred thoughts. The mention of a screen suggests the conversation happens through messages.
What makes the poem interesting is that the speaker doesn't want the feeling to stop. Words like "addicting" and "i cant get enough" show a craving, while "drowning in love" turns the water image into a kind of surrender. The plain, lowercase style and short lines feel breathless themselves. The last line, "my lungs love the feeling," lands with a mix of thrill and worry, as if the speaker knows this might be unhealthy but gives in anyway. The mood is dizzy, eager, and a little dangerous.