Apart of me wants to leave.

But another part of me also wants to stay. 

All the faces I see 

and memories I've made. 

It's scary when nothing seems to go your way.

She asked, "push her off a clift" 

and he said "okay."

But he didn't,

I'm dangling now.

Trying to hold on

to the last days.

But it's all over now.

 

The rain washed it away.