"My heart.. breaking in a million pieces... I have been abandoned.
Keelhauled off of a ship of a lover supposedly scorned...
There is nothing I can do but mourn.

Frantic, I paddle... long dark tentacles grasp my legs and start pulling me
under.
In horror, I struggle to break free. Not wanting to be torn asunder...
Alone, all alone...

Then relief! As strong, steady arms pull me out. Your arms.."

(abbreviated, copyright lies with the persistent author)

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Mayan, in the year 827 AF.