I look over the edge the bridge.
The rain was pouring down, as if to say there had been too many deaths and it was mourning them.
It couldn't see my tears falling down as the sobs racked my body.
All i could was feel the loss and emptiness inside me. A piece of me was taken away from me too soon. It's killing me slowly and i can't take that anymore.
I just can't.
As I was about to take a step into the welcoming abyss, a hand grabbed my wrist.
I placed my foot back down and turned to see, him.
His eyes said it all, willing me, pleading, begging, anything to have me stop.
I looked straight up at the sky, a single ray of moonlight burst through a cloud landing on me for a second.
Only to be taken away again.
What I did next, i do not know.
But what i do know, is that, is where i found my final peace and happiness.
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Teen Fiction{Completed} My name..is Destinee Kearson. And honestly, I thought I've experienced Heartbreak and pain. As well as love. But never like the love with him. Him.. It was different, it was beautiful. It was real and raw. It was the kind of love you...
