Twenty-Nine

The darkness that pulled me under turned into the night sky. I was lying on the beach as the water would come up and play with my toes, then run and hide back in the ocean. My head was against the sand, and I was staring up at the night sky. The stars have always been one of my favorite things.

It was so serene and beautiful.

I knew exactly where I was because I had been there before the few times I had gotten severely hurt. It was where my mind took me to heal. The stars would flicker in and out with my breathing. They grew brighter with every inhale and dimmed with every exhale.

The longer I watched them, the more sure I was that I needed to let my heart keep beating. If only to keep the stars in the sky for a little longer.

The warm water danced to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Every time a wave came in, it beat once more. So many times in my life, I've had the option to make the waves stop crashing on the shore or the stars stop twinkling, but I had