Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: The characters are whoever you want them to be.
Water flows over skin. Over dried blood caked to skin. Not yours; his. The red tinged water swirls down the drain, taking his life with it. Taking your partner with it.
You tried to save him. Really, you did. But you couldn't. So you held him to your chest. Held him and let his blood soak through your clothes. Held him as he died.
But that's over now.
It's over forever.
Water flows over skin. Over dried tears. Yours. All yours. The salty water swirls down the drain, leaving the pain behind.
Leaving your pain behind.
Leaving you far behind.