Weary [PJM]

now

as i reached the rooftop,

the door wasn't locked.

how come nobody went to stop you earlier?

as i entered the scene,

there i saw you,

quietly staring at the view.

seeing your feet being two inches away from the very edge,

it is aching my heart.

please stop.

"why sena-ssi? why?" i asked you softly,

slowly taking my steps towards you.

but then

you spoke.

it's enough to make me halt.

"i'm tired."