When I'm alone, doing nothing, only me and my consciousness, I tend to remember all that I have gone through, memories start flooding in my mind, recapping all the scenes and making me remember all that I so hard try to forget everyday.
To be honest, that is worse than sleeping having a nightmare and then waking up panting, cause here you are up and not sleeping, so noway to stop the nightmares by pitching yourself, you need to stop it yourself but..yeah, easier said than done.
In those moment, I find peace by sitting under trees, looking at the sky, or crossing that lonely big green forest on the other side of the city, it is far but.. worth the ride.
I'll never get used to this forest, it's so mesmerizing. As hard as I tried to keep all it's features in my head, to keep some of its calmness in me to bring it where ever I go, when I come back.. I just realize that I really didn't take anything.
As much as I know, I am the only lurking person in this deep forest, all the other people are scared to get lost inside, or say it is haunted, or got spiritual powers.. well, for that last part, it does have spiritual powers and her effects are falling on me very clearly every time I come here. Plus, I'm not scared to get lost in a forest, but mostly lost in my mind.
Peaceful, loneliness, silence, these are the things that I seek and the only place where I found those is right here in this---..
Her thoughts were interrupted by some step sounds on the grass and the snaps of branches.
She turns her head to look behind, her brows knitting slightly in confusion, seeing what she didn't expect to nor awaited.
"Hey." said a voice in a tone that sounded like 'I didn't expect anyone here'
She paused, thinking 'Wasn't I supposed to be the only one lurking around here?', but all she could let out, which seem the logical thing to say; as her gaze was locked with the person's eyes and vise versa, was...
"Hey"
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.
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