NINETY NINE

The tale of my romance. I assume that if you are reading this, I am already dead, so I will make sure that my words can't be altered in any way.

How I feel. They expanded continually. Every time, it gets deeper and more intricate. Like digging a hole deeper and deeper. He dove into the chasm he didn't know existed until many years later.

The splendour of it didn't escape his eye. Words like "I love you," "you're amazing," and "you're simply divine" are painted in various colours on the walls. These claims rung true and true They kept droning on and on in his mind like a siren. He shut his eyes and let the warmth wash over him. He found great comfort in these words. If only he'd bothered to open his eyes. If given the option, he would have decided to crawl back up.