I saw you but you went away.
I pulled, stretched, reached for you but you slipped into the fuzzy, uncertainty of memory.
I called, and you faded, threatening.
You hint in the corners of my mind, suggesting your presence.
An image distorted in water, your form an inconsistency, I never really knew you.
Only a thought, not yet developed,
So I let you bathe in the water,
To swim and fleshen form.
Yet when I reached for your submerged body I found your remnants;
Washed away, into forgotten tides
I saw you when you died.
