You see this is how I feel.
I’m seeing you below me, at the bottom of a deep, damp well.
You aren’t looking at me,
You are just sitting there, hugging your legs and your head between your knees.
You don’t say a word but i can hear the soft echoes as it bounces up the walls to my ears.
You’re crying.
I try to scream your name, I want to say,
“Don’t you worry, I’m going to help you. You don’t have to cry.”
“I’m coming.”
And I do, I do say those words.
But you make no motion, no action, to tell me that you heard me.
So I grab the rope hanging by my side and toss it down to you, holding the other end so that I could pull you up.
But.
The rope is too short.
So i tie the rope around my waist and…
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