I want to ride my bike there but I don't have one and it's too cold to walk to the bridge i would wait until spring but that's too far away what if no one shows up,what if no one cares what if they're only shocked or say it's what they expected what if someone thinks it's their fault?But it's no ones,not even yours. in a sense,it's the memories I suppose. I try to suppress them but I can't and I'm awfully sorry,I really am.