Drowning.
pulling, grabbing, dragging.
filling my lungs,
slowly.
strained shouts,
cries for help,
swallowed.
skin, stained
with tears,
as i
s l o w l y
s i n k.

do you wish you could go back and change things?
    
  do you reminisce about the good times we had?
                                           do you even think of me?
                                                                ­                     ever ?

i do.
i remember the sleepovers
                             the calls
                                    the conversations
                                                   ­                               
                                 ­                                                  when did it all stop?
                                                           ­           when did you lose interest?
                                                       ­                               
                                                        




                                                       why ?