We stood on a cliff over looking the sea.
The sun was setting. The sky was a deep red and orange. Our hands were intertwined. I felt so happy. Then,
You pushed me off of the cliff.
I saw you smirk as I descended. The sun was gone and the moon has arisen.
I starred at the moon. I hit the water.
I had the sensation of being stabbed; brought back memories of the k n I f e in my gut. I exhaled when I hit the water as a reflex. I sunk under the water. The sea was violently bashing me around with rapids as I attempted to make it back to the surface. The salty ocean burned my open wounds. My lungs felt like they were caving in. I grew tired. I started coughing blood. Thick red seeped into the water giving it a redened hue. The erge to inhale was increasing. My head was pounding. Then, I inhaled. My lungs were filling up with blood and water. My vision was getting blurry. The sea grew calm. The water was cold but, also warm. The moonlight that was reflecting on the water was fading to black as I descended further down. Everything was a dark blue. I couldn't see anything. The faceless moon was nowhere to be seen. I was in excruciating pain but, I felt at peace.
