There I was
alone
sitting on the edge of the world.
My feet hanging off
Wondering if I should just give myself a hurl.
Inching my way closer, I felt the grasp of a girl.

How did you find me on the edge of the world?

She too came to leap from reality.
Misery was worn so elegantly
From that day
she started to love me delicately.

Together, we sit on the edge of the world.
Holding hands, so we never go alone.