Before I let go,

Before I let go,

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Holding hands, in the winds and dark, in those dark days, to me they were filled with joy, seating in the sun, nothing to gain, more to despair, life in a tunnel, but in my minds eye, the light was blue, a burning furnace, smoking flames, burning to the sky, where was my destination, standing still, staring in the dark, not sure why, but this was me, bubbled, swift, accomplished, but where was I, life in the night, days streaming, time was still, before I saw the stars, in silence, where was I, who found me? lost in myself, But I smile, marvel at the ends, before I let go, and then I found my steps, Like leaves in a desert, my leaves shade, and I let it rain, I let my good will flow, I held the stars, and marveled at the moon, when I saw life, and my eyes opened, to my other side.
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She wanted to die. He wanted to live. ••• A hand grabbed onto my wrist, yanking me back just as the train rushed past, before I'd even had time to comprehend whether or not I'd carry out the action. I stumbled back into the person's chest, my heart jumping out as I swivelled around, startled to find myself staring into piercing dark brown eyes. "Were you going to jump?!" "No," I drawled out sarcastically, ignoring the intensity of his eyes as they bore into my own, "I just stand on the edge of train platforms at midnight because I feel like it." Seeing the stranger tense, I stepped away from the edge, feeling his hand let go of mine as I picked up my bag before moving to sit down on one of the platform benches. Letting out an evident sigh of relief, he sat down after tentative movements towards me, and I could feel his intense gaze raking across my features. His eyes never left me, I was sure of it, with every step both he and I had taken. "Are you okay?" He had asked warily, apparent apprehension in his deep voice while he spoke, "Do you want to talk about it?" "What's there to talk about?" I threw his question back at him, watching him study me for a few critical moments before his potent gaze switched to our surroundings. "I did just watch you nearly kill yourself; that might be a place to start?" ••• She didn't expect for a complete stranger to stop her milliseconds away from committing suicide. She didn't expect him to be so kindhearted and patient. He didn't expect to stop her from jumping in front of a train the first time they met. He didn't expect to find himself falling for the one girl he knew he shouldn't. [Word Count: 180,000 - 200,000]

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