We are separated, drifting further and further apart with each passing wave.
Our rafts have separated and I have tried to tie them together countlessly.
But with every rift, the ties loosen.
I'm running out of rope and we're lost at sea.
There's no one around anywhere I can see.
No one to ask for help besides you and me.
I try to hold us together with my calloused and cold hands, gripping as tightly as I can to what we have left.
I grab ahold so tightly I can feel my shoulders popping out of place.
As I run out of rope, I look to you and realize you never tried to tie a knot to keep us together.
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