Have you ever lost someone you can’t live without,
someone who was drowning,
someone you tried with all your strength to save,
but you weren’t strong enough to wrench them away from the water,
the vast, devious, greedy water?
So the water roared away with its treasure,
a treasure it didn’t even value.
It only valued the taking and the winning and the dominion.
How do you keep breathing in and out with the pain and the failure and the water, now trying to drag you down?