More fish in the sea

A Story by Russ

Just getting sick of missing someone, who doesn't miss me. Thinking she will come back when I already know that she won't. I am not sure why I have got a water theme going at the moment.

I am tired, I have been swimming so long and against the current.
Waves kept crashing down on top of me. I am lost, scared now, treading water.

It was you who taught me how to swim, so it feels right that it is you who is trying to force me under.
I fight at first, driving my body out of the water, I plead with you to help me, save me from this watery grave. But the pressure of your hand soon forces me back under, it is dark and cold down here, my eyes are stinging but it isn't from the ocean.
It would be easy just to breathe and let the numbing gloom in, and finally get you out of my mind. But I won't give up, like you did on us. I break free from your now icy cold grip, I realized, what I have been looking for this whole time was no longer there.
It is now time for me to save myself.