i lay here and soak
in the water
the water you never gave
me
the water that was given to
many
received by few
who deserved it
i gave you water though.
your skin was wrinkly
lines showing
how long you lay
basked
in the water
i gave to few who
deserved it
and to many
who didn't
my pores take in the water
it leaves lines
showing it was there
leaving it's mark
gentle
making its existence known
though, i wanted the marks
i wanted the sign of visitation
leaving no vacancy
your scars are wanted, close to needed
they remind me you happened
and you weren't
a phantom of my imagination
i sit here daydreaming
soaking the water
and hoping one day
you'll rush in
and give me
what i've been waiting for
for an uncountable amount of time
seconds as hours
hours as months
months as years
waiting
for a sign
you'd come back
water is necessary to survival
i don't depend amongst anyone
but the water
i deserve it.