I cried.
I remember.
Full on sobbing,
chest heaving
it was ugly crying.
I'm an ugly crier.


I tried.
another thing I remember.
I tried to scoop up,
the water with my hands
but it keeps on slipping.
I was so frustrated.

I gave up.
and that was the last thing I remember.
I realized that it was selfish of me
to try and scoop up the water
to keep it to myself.
Because the water was never only for me.