standing on the edge of life, she looked back. there stood her past. her burnt down dreams. her washed out memories. standing on her edge of reason and doubt. give them the secrets and lies. everything. It would be slient. quiet. His eyes were looking up at her feet dangling over the edge. here was her chance at freedom. jump. just get off the edge, he thought. join him. she looked down at his open arms. ready to catch her if she fell. with a step forward her eyes closed. not wanting to see anything. she heard him take off. she opened her eyes to see his wings so soft and perfect. holding out his hand, she grabbed it and moved her other foot forward. she looked back and stepped off the edge of the life little cliff. ready to fall or ready to fly.