The Five

by Lily White

She was a woman created solely for the purpose of temptation.

“You and me forever. Do you understand that? Fuck everybody else. They don’t matter. They never did. Just you and me, okay?”

People shouldn’t die alone. They should be surrounded by family and

loved ones, they should be held and reminded that their lives had meaning. The universe is rarely so kind.

“I guess I have to think that things can’t get worse than they already have been. Rock bottom is the lowest a person can go, right? Well, I was born there.”

She feared being a victim would only prevent her from moving forward in life to experience anything more than what life had already given her.

I was still marching on despite knowing there wasn’t a light at the end of my tunnel. I continued forward even if the entire time I was blind.

To love another person is to slip beneath their skin. If they hurt, so do you. If someone attacks them, you’ve been attacked as well. If they are drowning, your head is being dragged under water right beside them. And if they die, you might as well start digging your own grave because a part of you belongs to the ground.

But she’s oblivious in another sense, not quite understanding that she gives away a piece of herself every time she allows a person to use her, to hurt her, to treat her as if she weren’t worth her weight in gold.

Talk about torture, loving that woman up close is hard enough, but to be away from her is the true test of how much you can handle.

Forever doesn’t mean until the end of our lives, it means until the end of eternity.