Solo, Solitude

I had to keep pulling him up for air.
His gasp screamed inadequacy.
It pained me to know my heart bleed for a man unaccustomed to swimming in such depths.
He much preferred girls with shallow waters.

When that ache in my chest rises up and spills down my cheeks,
I put on and remember what it feels like to be all wrapped up in a part of him.
Yet, he much preferred girls with shallow waters.

I would have done anything to take it from him- the pain. All of it.
To hold him in my arms and let it soak beneath my skin.
But still,

he much preferred girls with shallow waters.