In him she found answers she was looking for, so she stopped asking questions. In her, he found fire and freedom. They walked to the edge and she jumped, without looking, into the deep blue. He stopped, he paused, and decided that falling was not worth the risk of landing to hard. She floated there for a while, but with no one there to help her swim the waves will eventually wash her away. He starts to apologize, “I wish” but she dams up his words with her hands and her eyes, “don’t.” He tries to fix things and make her smile, but wounded waters run deep and her tears fall like broken waterfalls. They are, after all, friends.
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love the way you write
You defintaly have a way with words. 😀
Thank you both.