• Falling to Rise

    "You know, I gave it everything. Not to hurt, not to heal. I just did it. That's why I'm 6 feet below air. Yet I'm above everything in her mind."

    I fell thousands of feet through the air before I realized the harm I'd done. I knew her better than anyone else, yet she still took me by surprise when she said it. I'm falling; without her. And at the time she needed me most, I was there. I stopped her from falling; Gave her my wings so that she could land softly. But me? I kept falling, until I landed lifeless.

    It was Tuesday at school. The clock haunted us, and the time seemed to stand still at 2:36pm. One more minute. I wish that minute could have been a century, with her by my side. A sharp alarm cut through my mind. School was over, and as usual, the class rushed towards the door and to their lockers. I sat there, still as a stone embedded in a mountain. Something didn't feel right.

    Snapped out of my daze by the teacher's assistant, I grabbed my hood and knapsack from my locker, and headed towards the doors to my bus stop. She took the bus that came after mine, so she was standing there as usual. I nervously walked over; she greeted me with a look of hope. My heart sunk into my stomach.

    "Listen," she whispered. Her voice echoed through the air and into my ear. "I... I miss you," she continued. "I was stupid before. I need you, and I should have realized that earlier." I was shocked. Even after all that had happened before, I was surprised that she still needed me. I stood there, turning her words into thought.

    "I... missed you too. I'm glad we can start over," I replied. The bad feeling I had in class still wasn't gone. It lurked in my chest; a snake was slithering up my voice box. "H-how are you?" I asked her.

    "I'm fine. Happy, now. I want to be with you, no matter what. What about you?" Her voice seemed demanding, yet in a gentle tone.

    "I'm fine. Just... I have a bad feeling that something's going to happen..." I admitted.

    "Y-you don't think that we should be t-together?!" She raised her voice. I bowed my head; she wasn't getting it.

    "No, that's not what I meant. I just don't feel healthy, is what I meant." I corrected myself.

    "Oh, I see." Her face turned pink. It could have been from the chilly wind, or because of the fact that people were looking at us. My bus was roaring down the street, speeding as usual. She noticed this, and tried to step out of my way so I could get to the curb. She disappeared, followed by a scream. The bus was about 10 feet away, going about 15 kilometers over the limit, and she was on the street in front of it.

    My heart raced, and the bad feeling I had burst out of me. Adrenaline exploded through me, and my brain probably got the most of it. Without a single second thought, I jumped onto the street, lifted her right from the pavement, and threw her with all my might onto the grassy patch by the bus sign. I saw her reach for me, then I saw darkness.

    I gave her my wings.



    For you, whom I wish I could hold in my arms for an eternity.