Soft warm waves rocking slowly against my calfs.
Soothing my pale and cracked lips, sweet and cool.
And where were you when I offered off sips
Of this magical liquid-
Where were you?
Were you sleeping in your bed
or
Were you resting in her head?
Does it matter?
I suppose not.

Harsh, icy waves stabbing my thighs. Neck. Head.
Choking my lungs, salting my lips, pulling me lower and lower still.
And where were you?
No chance to pull you down with me,
But you do what you gotta do-
Lips blue, eyes red.

You did, you left me for dead.
Where were you?