I've slipped too far to actually fall. When it comes to the end there will be no rush of air; no sharp and sudden impact. At the distance I've reached there will be only the briefest moment of loss when my fingers break.
Then it will just end. A light thump and the abrupt absence of all. A short ache before everything abandons me.
It's a seductive thought, this encapsulation of nothing. A sultry breeze upon an over-heated mind. I can't deny it; air has the uncanny habit of invading everything. My straining fingers loosen to its touch, the nails splintering as the bare face frays away beneath my palm.
This is not how I would have chosen to go. My fingers still grapple for their hold even as the muscles yield to the cajoling breath. There's still a part of me, a piece of the core, that hungers for the touch of the negligent sunlight at the top of the cliff.
But the warring of the factions within serves only to weaken my hold further; to distract me from my already wavering focus. I can feel the relaxing of tendons, the unfurling of joints.
There's no time for me. I used it. In the end I realised I hadn't been holding myself up at all. I'd hidden from it. Escaped it by crawling away inside the facade I'd so carefully constructed. The fault was only my own.
It's too late to finally understand; to finally comprehend. Falling is all I have left; the only decision left to make.
Forgive me for making it.

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Stop! Don't panic! This is not what it appears. Things are never that simple. At least, not with me.

I wonder if anyone will ever read this the way I do. You need to let go of your misconceptions; let go of everything you ever thought you knew. If you look at it without the already-shaded glasses then perhaps you can actually see.

It will be interesting to see if anyone bothers to try, and interesting to see the opinions of those who do.

Good luck! *smiles*

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On a far more important note; all my love and support to Emily. I'm always here. Always. Love you hon *hug*