This is the shape my heart makes

Last night I dreamt that I was diving into a pool over and over again. I stood on the side with my toes hanging over the ledge and made an incredible jump up, a turn, and a deep plunge down, down, down into the water. While I was underwater I kept moving downward, it grew increasingly dark and light colored bubbles moved past me with a popping texture. If I kept my form underwater my body would create a kind of pressure that pushed me back up toward the surface with incredible force.