I look down at the dark, ominous liquid pooling beneath me. The plunging waves crash into the jagged rocks below, the dry rock soaking up the salty water like a sponge. The dancing current hypnotizes me and matches the rhythm of my thudding heart. I tear my gaze away, only to emphasize the great distance below. My aching eyes flutter close. Everything is calm. The tranquility of my being is almost too good to be true. Then I remember, it isn't. "Nate! Nate! Don't do this! Please, don't do it!" My eyes snap open angrily, threatening to hurt anyone who interrupts my kingdom of tranquility. Then I remember where I am, and will myself to not turn around. "Please, no." She says. I can hear the raw sincerity in her angelic voice. I dig my nails into my palms. Don't cave. Don't turn around. I am about to take a step forward when my arm is jerked back. The wind tousles my hair, urging me to move on. But, I turn around. Around to her. I pretend not to see her deep, cobalt blue eyes brimming with tears over something, someone not worth it. "Please, don't go." She whispers breathlessly into the stark silence. Her eyes penetrate into my soul and tears my heart into millions of pieces. I can see the shock and hurt in her eyes when I stay rigid, unmoving. My decision has been made. With a sharp intake of breath, I turn away. I turn away from her, from life, from me. I hear her cry out once more, but the interminable clock of life has stopped ticking. I feel the intense bond we shared broken, and carried by the wind overseas. I feel all of the pain and sorrow I have ever felt in this melancholy life suddenly lifted away into nothingness. I take two steps forward and then feel nothing at all.