"Maybe we got too deep into this thing we're doing."
Swim out. Stop swimming, stop diving in so deep.
Drag him out, resuscitate him.
Give him a new life where he can relive without me.
Cure him of my smiles, my embraces, the tender touch of my limbs.
Ban him from my pools.
Don't let him in.
"Maybe we got too deep into this thing we're doing."
Maybe you should've learned how to swim.