If this is what it feels like when falling and drowning. Then I’ll willingly jump on a cliff and feel the air against my skin as I fall and the water that envelops my body as I crashed down the water. Even if I know that I don’t know how to swim, I’d still walk towards the sea, away from the shore where everything is fine, where everything is in the right place, where I’m alive, yes, physically alive but not my mind, not my heart, and not my soul, I’d still walk until I can’t touch the sand with my feet. I’d still walk until my mouth and my nose is covered by the water, until I drowned. I’ll be in the middle of the sea, that deep blue sea, I’ll be there lying with the coral reefs beside me, here, where everything is unpredictable, nothing’s for sure, where my life is at stake, where everything seems so beautiful yet so dangerous, where even a single ray of the sun won’t be seen, here, in the dark under the sea, with you, you that gives me light, and a feeling of delight, you as my life. I may not be able to pull myself up or save myself but I’ll be glad to stay with you, drowned, dead, in love.