I feel like I’m drowning.
I’ve lost my one true love.
I’m drowning in grief.
Is this real? He’s gone. My life. My love.

I spent my past drowning,
in my own despair.
Never wanted to admit, feel weak.
I will forever regret not swimming to the surface, and gasping for air.

Maybe things could have been different?
If only I’d reached the surface sooner,
before it was too late.
I wouldn’t have lost my king, my love, my best friend, my soul mate.

I’ve lost my one true love.
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