I remember staring at the cars below me from the overpass. Did you know what I was thinking? Or had it been pure chance that you had been there, that day. I remember the fear gripping me as I pulled myself over the railing and stared down at my fate. Had you felt fear to? Fear that you would lose me. I remember taking a deep breath before letting go. Did you think before you ran towards me, begging me to stop? Or was it just in the heat of the moment. I remember you helping me back over the rail before I jumped. Did you actually care? Or did you simply not want blood on your hands. I remember you holding me close to you while I cried onto your shoulder. Did I scare you half as much as you said I did? Or was it just a little white lie. I remember loving you. Did you love me too?