A Long Letter

"There are reasons to stay." He repeated, "You may not have found them yet but I promise they are there. You just haven't found them yet.

I huffed. "And how would you know, uh-" He smiled at me before offering his name.

"Liam." I rolled my eyes at his name.

"Yes, and how would you know that, Liam?" I asked, slightly with disbelief.

"From experience." I rolled my eyes again at his words.

"How would you know I was thinking of that? Maybe I was just pondering." He looked at me, and leaned closer to my ear.

"You had that look... The one where you or anyone in general would be looking like if they were pondering jumping off this very cliff." He brushed the question off easily.

I figured I would never see him again so I figured it wouldn't hurt. But it eventually would, it always did.

"I do want to jump. But not today." He smiled slowly.

"If you want to jump, but you won't do it today, then why do it ever?" I looked away from him more towards my left and shrugged my shoulders.

A couple minutes of uncomfortable silence passed between us, as I shifted between staring at the water and closing my eyes to just listen to it.

He sat up suddenly, and pulled out a notebook and pencil, and began to write.

Then, he handed the notebook to me motioning for me to read.

Hey,
So, I'm not very good with words and I'm an asshole most of the time but whatever.
But, I do have an idea. Give me three months and a week to give you more than a couple of reasons to live.
Please? I don't know what your going through that is making you sit at the edge of a cliff debating your death but at least let me try to change your mind.
If I don't change your mind at the end of the three months you can jump off that cliff. Not a day before but the minute after.
- Liam

I looked at him just as he offered a single word.

"Deal?" I looked at him long and hard, seriously doubting him before I said the word that I would come to regret.