• we walk the cliff hand in hand.
    a tear falls down her cheek.
    we look down.
    the cliff seaming bottomless beneath our gaze.
    we stare into each others eye's.
    she seems content with what is about to happen.

    the wind pushes us back.
    as if to say don't.

    then it strikes us.
    what we are doing.

    we shall end our life's here.
    joining those once lost to us.
    knowing we shall hurt those left behind.
    but knowing we shall meet again.

    Because even we know.
    In the end, death beckons all.