3: 17 AM Three missed calls One text You up That was it No period No emoji No joke Just two words sitting heavy Of a room I fell asleep in Battery at twenty percent Three dots blinking under your name Then nothing I remember turning the phone face down I saw it I read it I locked it I slept Outside, the night made no sound If I stayed up, would you still wake up Or was I already too late If I called back, would you still breathe I never thought you'd go like this If I said wait, would you slow down Or were you far away How do I go back to 3: 17 To keep you awake Wake up wake up Morning came with sirens Your mom screaming down the hall Ambulance lights on the walls I stood there, trying to understand I walked into your room at noon Yesterday's hoodie on the floor I sat where I always sit Playlist looping something quiet Pill bottle empty on the desk The air was thicker than usual Your phone still charging A dent in the floor where it hit Voice note unopened Sixteen seconds long I held my breath But I never pressed If I stayed up, would you still wake up Or was I already too late If I called back, would you still breathe I never thought you'd go like this If I said wait, would you slow down Or were you far away How do I go back to 3: 17 To keep you awake Or were you gone Before I turned it off If I stayed awake, would you survive Or should I never have slept that night If I drove there, would I be late Would you still be at that gate If I answered at 3: 17 Would you still be awake Wake up Please Forgive me