She stood on the edge, ready to jump. She finally had found a way to escape her fear. She knew there was nothing left for her in this town, she knew it was time to finally move on. The crisp autumn air pressed up against her, as she inhaled she was filled with a new thirst that could only be quenched by the unseen excitement of new adventures.
Some said she stood on the brink of insanity. On the line, unsure about which direction to jump. Fear still resided deep inside of her and the only escape was to finally fall. To take that final step. To push off and jump. She knew a new adventure was waiting ahead, now she just needed the courage to move forward.
This was the beginning o f the end, the start of her new adventure. She stood, knees bent, muscles tensed; and then she jumped. She looked forwards as she leaped into her new adventure, and left her past behind. Her old adventures became nothing more than memories as she fell. Her eyes filled with excitement as she saw her new course.
I think this is what love is like.
Ya know?
On the edge of insanity.
Diving into the unknown.
Fear becoming nonexistent as you fall farther and farther. As you jump deeper and deeper into love.
Isn't that how love is supposed to feel? Insane, fear free, crazy... because there is no going back. Its not like you can change your mind and climb back up. Falling in love isn't accidental. Its because two people jumped. They had courage. And so they jumped.
That's the meaning of love. On the edge of insane, but absolutely and completely perfect.
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