Stumbling, tripping, falling, running on. Over and over again, an endless cycle of monotony. Sun in my eyes, feet off the ground, this is all it seems to be. Lost and disorientated. Everything seems more confusing than it needs to be. Why not just those simple words. Just a quick answer is all I need. Some reassurance that I'm not completely drowning in this. Some sense of balance as the waves crash over my head, thunderous and rough against the scarlet of my hair. Pushing me farther away from the shore, farther from safety, farther from him.
Can he see me struggling to breath. Fighting against the raw edges of lungs to keep life within myself. Where do I go if this ends. There is no heaven and no hell. No one out there who would pull me from beneath the sea and breath life back into my cold body. He could be that one. The one to entwine our fingers and enchant me. The one to dance with me, into the night, under the stars. If only...
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