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