I stand here, arms spread, chin pointing toward the starry sky. If I have ever experienced pure bliss, it would be now. I know I can now die happy. The waves crash around my body like cars on a freeway, their unforgiving force numbing my skin.
Above me, the moon shines radiantly, gloating its glow, as if in a competition with the stars. The reflection shines off the tips of the waves and ripples. I take a deep breath, grinning as the water refreshingly mists my face.
I fall onto my back, the water smacking against me. And I realize that I am being dragged away from shore. I helplessly flail my arms until I am tired. I know that I can do nothing now, and I accept that.
So I let the salty water engulf me as my body is pulled under. And I do what I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I give up, and my soul is separated from my body as my heart comes to a halt. In the middle of the ocean.
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