Here I sit precariously on the edge of a cliff, my toes curled lovingly around the lip.
What a beautiful view, I can see forever from here.
This is madness; me being on this ledge what if I slip.
As I peek over the edge I say, "Here I am on the edge of this cliff. I'm looking down at you from above, wondering if I'll fall in. If I were at the bottom, looking up out of you, could I escape? Now that I'm staring at you, I have the sinking feeling that you're staring back at me, which is oddly inviting somehow.
Will you be my abyss, my oblivion? If I jump will you catch me?"@}--;- K.S.