I watched from below as sunlight danced upon the water's surface, as it sparkled and glistened.
It was so mesmerizing, so entrancing, that I was almost tempted to stretch out my hand and touch it.
I longed to feel the cool air of the sea on my finger tips, almost wanting to break loose.
But I couldn't, for it was as if I was numb.
So I simply started to stare, confining myself in my counter illumination...not bothering to try for the countless time. Why bother when I knew I was only to fail?
Ever time I had, I would fall deeper into the abyss.
Slowly sinking, sinking, and sinking deeper still, until I was no longer able to feel the warmth of the sun's rays or even see them.
I watched as my deep blue dress flowed, waving in the water as I sake deeper downward.
The bubbles that rose in the opposite would easily calm me, but failed to eliminate the sadness that I had felt for so long. Loneliness was a very familiar feeling for me, and it only grew stronger as I fell further down.
My eyes grew heavy and dull, the shine in them weakening until there was nothing else to them, now lifeless.
Looking around, I realized how empty of a space it really was...no sounds...no sea life...just the rich blue for as far as the eye could see.
Emotions, both familiar and foreign, quickly consumed me.
It's a natural thing our minds do; retreating to our thoughts, memories, and emotions when given nothing else to do. But with such a miserable setting, it's difficult to feel optimistic in any way, even if I wanted to.
After all, that's exactly why I'm here, isn't it?
To willingly confine myself in an eternal purgatory?
After what had already felt like an eternity, my spine hit something.
However, it had grown so dark that I was unable to examine my surroundings.
I extended my hand to brush my finger tips against the surface in order to identify the unknown substance.
It surrounded me, or at least for as far as my arms and legs could reach.
It had the consistency of grain, but it was fluid and wet.
Sand, I believe.
It had suddenly dawned on me how deep I actually was, how long I have been floating in this dark, empty abyss that can easily swallow you whole.
But only if you allow it to.
Like I did.
I was at the bottom of the ocean; miles, and miles, down into the blue where surely no creature would venture.
And even if they did, I would be unable to gaze upon it.
Sadness washed over me like a wave hitting the shore, an emotion that proved to be impossible to ignore at this point.
I had chosen to spend as long as eternity, as long as time itself in this place...or until I fade into nothingness.
I didn't know how long that would take, but I didn't necessarily care either.
Though, I suppose one could say I came here because I didn't know how long
A little girl inside the sea, as far down as she can reach, with no intentions of arising to the surface.
The longer I stayed down there --hours, days, weeks, months maybe? Time becomes a blur when you have no sun to guide you-- the more things I began to forget.
How to smile was first...
Voices were second...
Smells...
Tastes...
Names...
It would continue ceaselessly.
Every day I'd lose something a little more.
After a long while, memories began to fade, flying by like the current.
Warm and happy memories that I held dear to my icy heart, ones that I made me feel human, their warmth slowly died, eventually turning into nothing but an icy chill that I had grown immune to.
They were of no use or value to me now.
As I realized this, a question popped into my head.
A question that I, admittedly, was afraid of.
'What would be the last thing I forgot before being nothing but a shell? A shell of a human. Or even one with the sea itself?' It didn't take me long to figure out the answer...

How to breathe...