When the highs were high, we were so high!
Then he'd fall.
I would reach out and grab his hand, but the clouds we floated upon were ethereal.
I clung to him as we plummeted.
The ocean caught us.
Tempestuous, and full of salt, like the tears I shed.
His boot upon my shoulder, I sunk below the waves.
My lungs burned, begging for air while he tried to save himself.
Just then, the voracious beast stalking beneath swallowed us whole.
My world fades to black.
Then light, again.
We are celestial.
Until we aren't, anymore.
Again, we fall.
This never ending paradox of a dream come true turning to a night terror.
I am trapped.