Sink or Swim

Drowning in sorrow because you are leaving me. I jumped in too soon. As I flail about, will you toss me a life ring, or a concrete block? Both are solutions to my current state of mind over losing you. The first prolongs it, the latter, ultimately, brings on my demise. I need to purge this constant feeling of longing for something that’s gone. This stagnation mode compromises my future and pulls me under. So, just hold the ring and let the concrete block sink. I’m fine on my own. I’ll want for nothing. I’ll seek others to swim with. I’ll float without you.