Red, Orange & Pink

         I stood on my roof naked for hours.
         My roof is slanted, very high up on top of a hill-almost completely hidden by tree's. This is the only point in which nobody could question what I wanted to do with my life. If I wanted to spend the rest of my life standing on my roof butt ass naked, starve to death and eventually jump off, I could. But alas, that would be the most pointless goal in life.
         I let my toes dangle off the edge, I always wonder what would happen exactly if I just fell right now and died. What would they do first? Would they try and conceal the fact that I am exposed to the public, or would they automatically throw me in a ambulance and try to catch that last breath of life and hang onto it?
         The weather was beautiful, it was mid-August, and it was just about dusk. The pink, red and orange sunset slowly became more distinct; I watched every stage of its evolution. Finally it was perfect. It was the single most beautiful sight I have ever seen-the tree's just barely under the horizon, supporting the weight of the sunset that was obviousally a tool of serenity given to me by the heavens.
         I saw somethough out of the corner of my eye at this point. I backed up from the edge of the slanted roof to try and collect my thoughts. In the corner of my eye I saw someone sharing the roof with me. She was naked as well. She smiled at me and nodded, the lighting of the sunset outlined her face perfectly in which I could perfectly tell what she was intending to do.
         She leaped into the sunset.
         I yelped and bent down and grabbed ahold of the edge of the roof, just as she landed in a bush. She was laughing hysterically; but not in the crazy skitzophrenic sort of way. Like she just tempted fate. I smiled back at her, and I preceded to jump off as well.
         The fall felt like hours-and I saw so much flash before my eyes. The ground was slowly but surely coming up to me, and I knew that I was not going to hit the bush as she did. I contorted my body to direct the weight to what seemed like a soft spot on the ground, and sure enough it was. I lay on the ground stunned that I just fell four stories and remain as unscratched as I were when I was contemplating this whole endeavor. The mysterious girl wandered over to me and sat next to me as I lay on the ground. She smiled at me at that moment and asked; “Doesn't it feel great?” Her smile was intoxicating and there was no way I could ever consiousally reply to that. She has lucious, beautiful lips as well as one of the most unique and thoughful eyes that I have ever seen. Short brown hair inhabited the top of her head, controlled by a pink bandana-her only item of clothing. “Are you alright?”
         I shook my head and mustered up the courage to reply. At first my lips quivered, not by fear-but by reluctance. It was almost that silence right now seemed perfect, but I had to make some sort of reply. “I am the best I have ever been. My name is Josh.” I said and put my hand out for a handshake. It was strange how comfortable we both were with the fact we were nude in my backyard. I began to question whether we were really alive or not. Did we really just fell off the roof and die-and this is what placement we were admitted to in our afterlife. A dim sunset lit, blissful empty and quiet house with tree's protecting it, our only company is each other.
         I sat up and leaned up against the back of my house, and she followed my initiave and joined me. The sunset still dominated the horizon, and we could see bits of pink and orange filtering through the tree's .
         We talked for hours and hours, about life, love and everything in between. We stared into each other's eyes until our eyes became glazed over and red. Our faces became flustered with so much comfort and love and so much to say-that I do not even recall everything we talked about. This was the girl of my dreams; beautiful, cunning, comforting and adventurous.
         She lay my head on my shoulder after a while and sighed, and a stable silence became dominant. I looked around to check on our surroundings, and the sunset still had yet to disapear. Dark had yet to take over our world, as if the sun was never set to rise among the other side of the world. Time stopped, and I was alright with that. Beyond the tree's all I could see was a mix of pink, orange and red. The three colors you need to abide by forever.
         I turned to her and smiled.
         She smiled back and spoke softly; “I wish we were alive.”