I stand on the edge of oblivion, the cold concrete floor so far below. Rain slowly beats down on me, but I barely notice. My eyes are glazed over, though I stare at the dark floor so far below me, all I see is you.
Memory Skyscraper, that's what they call this place, what an apt name. As I stand here, memory fragments escape my mind and mould together to give me wings. Each one holding a memory so dear to me, a memory of you.
I see you, standing there, mocking me. I see you shunning me, pushing me away, replacing me, and yet there you stand, in front of me, telling me you love me, telling me that I'll always be dear, telling me that it's me you care about. Yet if this is the case, why do I see you with them? So happy, while I'm forgotten and alone, standing in the rain on the top of this damned building in a world that isn't even supposed to exist.
My wings are almost complete now, each shard, each fragment of memory, slashes passed my heart, only deepening the wound that was already there, the wound that you created.
You say it's me, I'm the one that sees all these problems, I'm the one that's changed, that's paranoid, that's wrong. I may be paranoid, but surely not without reason. Don't you see what you're doing to me? You're ruining me, you've broken me and I can never be complete again.
They're formed now, oh so large and full of memories of you. My eyes unglaze, now all I see is the concrete beneath me, black and wet, lit only by the white lights of this unnatural world.
A sigh leaves my throat, my eyes gaze up at the sky. Suddenly my cheeks feel a streak of warm in the cold, am I crying? You really have changed me. I grit my teeth, close my eyes and dive, dive forwards, my memories shaping the wings that will keep me afloat, but as my feet leave the stone, my wings shatter, my memories of you are too painful to be kept.
I manage a smile as I fall. My mind tells me that I'm not falling, I'm flying. And I am, my memories of you shattered, there's nothing weighing down my heart. I am free. As my spirit leaves my crushed and battered body, I am nothing but happy. Then the world that never was goes black.