Cliffs

Based on a tumblr post I saw.

They say lovers who commit suicide together are born as twins

And your fears are the faint shadows of memories

Of how you died in your past lives

And maybe that’s true.

And there they stood at the cliff

Gasping

Hoping

Waiting

Him.

Messy, wild black hair

Wild eyes

Knowing his choice was final

Her.

Tumbling red curls

Sleepy eyes

Tired of a life pretending

Hand in hand,

They jump.

Across the world,

Two baby girls are born

Twins

And in the future,

They’ll discover their fear:

Rocky cliffs at the sea side.

Author's Note

I did get this idea from a post I saw on tumblr. I don't have a screenshot of the post or anything, but you get the picture.