catch
She stared out the cracked window out to a dull and silent world. Her thoughts centred on him, her thoughts were always centred on him.
'What would you do if I fell out that window?'
What would you do if I jumped out that window, if I couldn't take these…so called unrequited feelings?
That was what she meant to say.
Her fingers traced the cracks in the glass.
She was waiting for a reply she thought she would never hear.
There was soft laugh in her ears, the brush of his lips and a simple reply to her question.
'I'd catch you.'
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