Death is like a friend. You rely on him. So much. But you never realize it, do you? Without him, Life would have no meaning. Because you would have forever. With him, you only have so long. So little time. So you try to do everything, to be happy all the time.
We rely on him in different ways. Some, like myself, flirt with Death constantly. We tease him, let him dance with us, and then slip back into Life's grasp before he can fully wrap us in his arms, claim us as his own.
We play with his toys, the knives, and sharp blades that mark our bodies frequently. We play with the guns, smoke his very breath, dance with him as we attempt to die.
Others, however, fear him. They cling desperately to Life's hands, terrified to let go. They stray far from him, scared that just one touch would mean joining him. That is not true. Too much touch, too much feeling, and yes you will become his. Only a little touch though and that won't hurt too bad.
Some lay in bed and wait for him. They lie in bed, Life working so desperately to keep them while they wait for Death to retrieve them. They slip away, slowly but surely, grabbing his hand and leaving their loved ones on the other side of where they now walk.
Sometimes, Death sneaks up on you, surprises you as he wraps you in his cold embrace. Sometimes he scares you. Gets so so close to you but never touches you. Other times, he lets you know he's coming. Let you know he'll be stopping by to say hello.
I, myself, have become talented in the art of dancing on the threshold of Deaths doorstep. I lean in, pretend you join him, as he always welcomes us, the jerk myself back out before it's too late.
You all are so scared of him. I do not understand this fear. But that may be because I have grown to know him. Speak to him. One may even dare say... Love him.
But alas Death does not love me back. He is in love with Life. She sends countless gifts to him and he holds dearly to them, keeps them forever. You may think Life is good, but all she does is throw us away. She treats us like the little nothings we are, doesn't care how bad it hurts us when she gives away someone we love.
This may be why some people flirt with him, try to seduce Death. To break the bonds between him and Life. After all, if he stopped loving her, he would no longer accept gifts. It would save us all some of the pain.
But please do not flirt with Death. It is useless, he is too deeply in love. He always has been. Always will be. This is the way it is. This is the way it always will be.
But please stop messing with him. If you play with Death, Life will think you really do love him. She will give you to him and only then will you realize you took her for granted. And she will laugh at you and mock you while you suffer silently, unable to get back to her for it is a one-way road. Once you start down it, you don't turn around.
So stop messing with Death. Leave him be. When he chooses it's time for you to meet, meet. But until then leave him alone. Enjoy Life while she still passes over you. Fall in love with Life. Not Death.
"Death ends a life, not a relationship"
"Tears are the words for heartbreak"
"I'm not alive, but my body is"
"Kill me. If you ever loved me Kill me"
"It's so hard when I hurt this bad"
"I'm screaming, but you can't hear"
"STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS"
A/N
That was depressing. But for real don't cut or anything. You deserve better than that. If you need someone to talk to, you can message me. I'll be here for you.
Thank you for reading my story! Kinda short I know but shh shh let me feel like I did a good job for once.
