[warning this is about suicide]
Have you ever been in love? Been so deeply intrigued by every flaw and stray piece of hair? Their eyes and how they pierce so deeply into your soul that you can feel them inside of you?
Every night I visit him..placing a single Rose on top of the dusty discolored stone. I can still remember how his lips curled after he woke up every morning, their soft primrose color.
His eyes were a dark hazel brown, no one saw beauty in them but I felt safe and secure every time I stared into them.
The way he slept made me feel like every moment was worth while as long as I felt his steam filled breaths.
I slowly stepped back and began inching my way towards the rocky path leading to the beach, every thing felt as if it was going in slow motion.
The taping of rocks turned into crunching sand beneath my feet. Slowly, one step In front of the other, ice cold water turned my skin numb.
The waves tried to bury me the way I did to all the others but I knew how to manipulate them. The screams and screeches of crash after crash, I couldn't help but smile cheek to cheek.
The freezing temperatures became warm to me, it felt like home.
The itchy salt water began running its way through my nose burning every inch of my being making sure not to leave a single spot behind.
My lungs melting inside me as light begins to slowly leave my grasp, darkness creeping it's way in, the trail bleeding, leaving ink blots in my eyes.
Time fell frozen within itself, The only movement was my cold sinking body. Inching closer and closer to my death as I sunk deeper into the never ending abyss.
Yet this was the most alive I felt in years. Finally we can be alive together I thought.
But now all I can do is wonder what your name was.