Limbo
I was cold. The struck of something hard and painful emblazoned my skin. I was out of breath. I was panting for the last air to save me from falling through oblivion. I was fighting for my life and he was just standing there. Staring at me like a complete stranger. Like someone who never promised to love me forever. The gush of water below me was hampering on the rocky slopes. He released my hand.
He was laughing like a maniac. I looked at the traitor's eye and nothingness swept through. I was falling and I was unloved.