The jump

I wish it never happened,
I want to save you,
I need to go back to that day,
For it haunts me daily,
Killing me.

It seems that one day you're perfectly fine,
And the next you're on the roof line.
I prepare to open my mouth, with words planned carefully,
But beware, for the doubt of saying the wrong has caught up.
With fear flowing through my veins with every heartbeat,
Times running out, as the rains sing a lullaby,
The last lullaby she would bear.

With everything ill,
The kill switch is flipped,
Her foot slips.
Over flowing memory's, I race to the streets
To find nothing but unknown faces, sirens,
And the body of my beloved.

The last memory of her, blood curling by thought,
Oh the vast amount of things I could've said.
But now comes the time,
With the pain to great,
The guilt of not saying "Stop", "You're my everything",
Or the most important "I love you",
I approach my kill switch,
The same place hers was flipped.
Maybe ill be encased in fame, for she was

As I begin to slip,
Something grips me, pulling me from the brink of death.
But for no one but me on the roof,
I begin to realize,
She had done something I couldn't.