Man.
For a girl who's
Supposed to be on top of the world

I feel like I'm at the bottom.

Everything, emotionally,
Always collapses this week
This last week of swim

And I can't handle it.

Anxiety rising up in my throat
Emptiness- depression returning
His obvious weakness

Really threw me off.

Because this is not who I remember
This is not who he was
This is something he never thought he'd have to deal with

And I'm not even a proper friend.

Just some girl from middle school that cooked dinner.

And, oh man,
Only He can save me now.
Only the Lord can.

Please.