Hello Darkness my old friend…
Gentle waves hit the shoreline, pushing and pulling sand with it and made a pair of feet sink deeper into the tiny rocks. Goosebumps adorned the sun kissed skin of the girl who didn't dare take a step further. Her arms were crossed over her torso and eyes stared at the shimmering water, letting her vision be blocked by her deep red locks when the wind blew. She didn't reach to move it, she was barely even breathing. There was nothing but the sound of the water to distract her, but it was that sound that put her deep into thought.
If it wasn't for the full moon glowing above, there would be nothing but darkness. Even with the moon, she still heard the dark calling her to play so it could bring back the truth about herself. All the memories, all the secrets, everything she was hiding was trying to destroy her for leaving it in the back of her mind. One memory broke through and made her remember.
Her throat closed and muscles tightened. She held her breath as the feeling of suffocation rushed back to her. She could hear the sand moving along the ocean floor again and saw the darkness, with just a single speck of light fading at the surface. Her lungs ached, her nose ached, her own blood slipped into her lungs, but she was paralyzed. It made her forget her pain as she tried to make her body move to get back to the surface and catch some air, but she continued to sink into the darkness and felt the pressure in her head.
She rather be burning or being beaten. Someone could slit her throat and leave her to bleed to death and she'd be happier than she was at that moment. Drowning. Sinking. Dying.
When the pressure made her think her head would burst she finally moved an arm. Slowly she could move again and put all her strength into heading for the surface, but she still couldn't breathe. She knew it was pointless, especially in her condition, but she kept pushing forward until her mind left her. There was nothing but the darkness. Nothing but the silence. Loneliness hit her like a boulder, bringing back all the times she turned down a chance at friendship; a chance at an adventure; a chance at love.
If only she had opened up when she was still young. If only she learned that you can't do everything on your own sooner. Maybe then she won't be sinking.
However, it wasn't the end for her just yet. She was saved. She never learned his name, never knew where he came from or how he knew she needed someone, but he saved her. There was a girl there was healing her, but her throat hurt so she couldn't say a word. She wish she knew why they had to leave her there, but she stopped questioning it after some time. All she wanted to know was that boys name.
Standing on the shore, breathing once more, she smiled when the memory of his face came to her. That crocked smile of his was adorable and blue eyes were even bright at night. His hair was sticking to his headband, but she could see part of the symbol – an arrow or triangle. He said something, but she didn't hear due to the water in her ears and then watched him go with that girl. Further ahead of them was another man with a trait that not many could forget.
It was that standing silver hair she had seen before. If her throat hadn't hurt she would have called his name, but then she remember that he was also the only friend she had ever made and then she just pushed him away. He would never accept her again.
…I've come to speak with you again.