Poetic justice

Poetic justice has been rendered.
Lost among the riffs, lost in the sea.
Happiness is so far gone, never to be seen again.
Had it once, but I lost it when you came.
Wanted what I couldn't have, didn't what I could.
Lost you among the riffs, lost you to the sea.
I watch you struggle against the current;
I try to help, but we are so far apart.
You no longer want what I have to offer,
and you think you can do it alone.
I watch you struggle, being violently tossed about in the storm.
I watch you pulled under, never to be seen again.
Your body never resurfaces,
I can never tell you how I felt.
You're lost among the riffs,
You're lost to the bottom of the sea.