Suicide—to kill oneself, the act of intentionally causing his or her own death. Leaving an undesirable situation.
White light gazing above her head, taking her last breath, remembering who she was before life took that sudden turn with no warning, swept away by a power stronger than she; submerged in him and loving every moment, her life meaningless with no sense before he came, becoming a martyr for a sentiment truly holy.
So she makes the choice to depart with her soul taking on anew with no regrets, no second thoughts. I lay my life down because you are where I belong.
My mind shielded by thoughts of You, my heart filled with love only for you. So here I am, ready to take my last breath she says with a sword in her right hand and tears of joy filling her eyes, anticipating the beats of her heart fading.
Dressed in all white, pure as one can be, she thrust herself in the heart ending life that used to be dying for the only cause she believed in, she is me and I just died in his love for evermore.