you know how when you have a crush on someone, you don't necessarily like them for the reasons others do. you like them for the small things that they aren't aware of. Like the way the burst out laughing, make weird faces, or dance weirdly. How they act around little kids or the way they move their hair out of their face. And they have no Idea of these things.
You are that someone.

She only wanted love
Her feet close to the edge
As she looked down from above
Mouth forming a lonesome pledge

Tears streamed down her face
Remembering the words said to her
She knew she was a disgrace
Yet she was unsure

But as she looked down
She noticed with a sigh
That no one was around
So she peered up at the sky

Did they really love me?
Whispered softly in her mind
And as she thought of the monstrosity her mind came to be
Who knew this would happen they were all so blind

Letting out a faint smile
She let go of her grasp
After thinking for a while
And during her fall she did not let out one gasp