They'll Never Know...
What difference does it make?
The people pass her. Never even bother to ask why she's crying.
And when they do, she pulls away.
They wonder and don't push further as they look after her fleeting figure.
Then they continue. Eventually they forget.
But she wants to be saved.
She doesn't want it to end.
...Why?
Her friends stop her and wish her happiness. Just like they always do.
But tonight it feels different. The air feel nostalgic and heavy.
And as they wave goodbye, they wonder.
But only wonder...
Not much time now...
Save me!
Help me!
The Clock!
She looks up.
Theres no time.
She falls. Only to be caught by... Something.
A face appears out of the darkness.
The only friend who might be able understand.
She laughs at the concern he shows.
Then the clock strikes twelve.
He was warm.
Now she's cold.
She knew it would happen.
Now they'll never know...