Against the Bridge.

the sky was a smoked crystal,
and the rain was dripping from it's heavy clouds.
It dripped onto the grass and concrete,
it dripped onto the pavement and bushes,
it covered the salty tears that she'd cried as she'd walked.

she had no where to go, but she still walked.
she walked until she realized she was in a park.
she was in the park where she had first met him.
the park where she had played him until he had fallen for her.

the rain sprinkled harder against her face and more liquid sprang from her eyes,
then she kept walking.
she walked and walked and came to a bridge.
It was the bridge where he'd jumped from.

she walked and walked until she'd reached the middle,
then her hands caressed the railing where his had,
and she climbed over the safety barrier.
the rain stung with force and her mascara was running,
but it wasn't running from the rain.

she sat down on the edge of the bridge, the edge of safety,
the edge of reason and sanity, the edge of infinity.
as she sat her legs swung violently.
the wind was toying with pushing her off,
just like she had toyed with his heart.

she missed him.

her toes began to tingle from adreneline,
and the rest of her body quaked uncontrollably.
she was crying harder then she could ever imagine,
and it hurt.

after two hours she coudn't move.
she was frozen from the cold and the pain.
she leaned forward and watched the zooming traffic below.
her heart was suddenly just as empty as her eyes,
and it was over for her.

it was rush hour for her, just like it had been for him.
even though her veins were pumping, she felt dead.
she felt what he'd felt.
a few tears slid along her makeup streaked cheeks.

"i'm sorry."

she whispered into the sky and wind.
she whispered to the trees and ashphalt.
she whispered into no one's ears,
and she placed her hands against the bridge.
she moved closer to the edge.

then she left.

she didn't scream or yell.
she didn't use any dramatics.
she left unemotionally for her emotions had all been used up.
she meant to end everything,
but something peculiar happened.

she woke up.

even stranger, she woke up feeling something.
her emotions had been returned.
now the strangest of all was that she woke up beside him.

she woke with new knowledge and a new life,
she knew now just as well as he did then,
that this was their happily ever after,
that they were in love, and love is heaven.