maybe if the speed at which you fell equalled the number of friends you had, you could have been saved.

maybe if the depth of the water that caught you equalled how much you were loved by someone, you could have been saved.

maybe if the rocks tied to your ankles were as strong as your resilience to torture or your fight to push above all of the darkness that consumed you, you could have been saved.

but the maths of the universe is unpredictable
and your lifeboat came too late.