I see a door, not closing like before, opening with grandeur and grace, inside a beautiful place, that I have seen a million times but never laid my eyes on it, so I wait and sit, surrounded by black, till a hand reaches oot and gives my face a smack, "we are all waiting and you keep us hung up like you always do," a warm touch on my now red cheek, its my Naru and she's smiling bright, begging me to come into the warm light, I take the steps to go through the doorway, a perfect end to a tragic play, everyone I see is smiling at me, with drinks and cigarettes that dont ****, this is my death, my thrill, "do you believe in an afterlife?" I believe in a door opening to the loves of my life.
Kinda ripped off from cloud atlas, but so far its my favorite thought of death.