I don't know when it was that I knew. It was just something about the way the wind blew around me that told me that this was the end of my journey. It was almost as if I was being prepared for the inevitable, as if the wind was cushioning the fall.

One moment, I could see the world and the next, my vision was black. I was blindsided by the reality of it all. The finality was overwhelming. I had to face the fact that I was never going to escape it.

I could see everything so clearly before. I had my life planned out in such fascinating detail. I was to grow old and as mischievous as ever. Little old men had a way of being mischievous, after all. So that in itself told me that I would never truly grow up. It wasn't like I had anything better to do with my time. Do my duty, sit back, and enjoy the pseudo retirement.

But now, the breath in my lungs seemed to be sucked clean out of my body. The weight of knowing what was happening to me was unbearable. I thought I had it all figured out. But I was so wrong.

This wasn't something I had planned. I never expected for my life to come such a screeching halt.

I was completely helpless, something that is never associated with me. I could always stand up in conflict. My headstrong heart was always able to take care of things, but this time it was weak. This time I couldn't find a way out. I couldn't come to any logically conclusion as to why this was happening to me.

It consumed me. I fell and it blanketed me as quick as I blinked my eyes. The unrelenting pressure to fight it was not in me. The fight in me was gone. I was powerless to stop it. And somewhere deep down, I didn't want to.

I had been fighting for so long that now in the sweet surrender I found my release. I let go of what I thought I needed to be.

My body was weightless. My mind was tranquil.

I could feel my own private little world crumble around me, but I didn't reach to hold up the walls. I allowed them to fall at my feet. Willingly, I sat back and watched everything I knew about life change right before my eyes.

I can only hope that everyone feels this kind of peace when this happens to them. I can only pray that everyone will embrace the change and not fight it. That they will enjoy the serenity that emanates in this new plane of existence.

It's as if every fiber of my being was simultaneously compressed and released a moment later. It was welcoming. It was liberating. It was everything I wished for that moment to feel like.

I hope everyone feels like this when they fall in love.

I really hope so.

author note: little 500 word drabble my muse decided to stick in my head. i tried to make it sound as close to the veil as possible, with a good little twist. i hope you like it.