Love is for the Lucky Ones
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Last published Wed, Dec 16, 2015
How could a depressed girl fall in love? Is that even possible? It's not, because no one wants to love someone who doesn't love theirselves.
17 stories up and it could end now. I turn around and hang over the edge with both hands, fingertips touching the cold metal. Slowly, I count back from ten.
"Ten...nine...eight...seven..." my fingers start to slip off, "six...five...four..." This is it. And I'm happy to know it will be gone. I was holding on to the railing with one hand now. "Three...two...o---" I spring off with both hands.
I'm free.
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