Wind blowing in my face,
my heart running in a race,
Car noises down below,
just keep getting closer as I go.
Closer to the ground,
I take a moment and look around,
its then I figure out,
I just might end up missing out.
Far too late to turn back now,
my body's about to hit the ground.
I think of the mess afterward
cops gathering pieces of me without a word.
As I reach the ground I'm stumped,
about why it was that I had jumped,
I then remembered it was you,
I will hurt one last time,
just for a moment or two.