If I Fall

I looked out over the hard stone of the ledge to see city lights. Miles and miles of bright, shiny lights. Some were that yellowish color, some were more interesting, blues and greens and reds and maybe a purple here and there. I could only wonder what they were for.

There was a place, high up above civilization, that looked out over everything. You could stand for hours and hours and likely no one would come. Sometimes there would be a jogger, some ambitious soul running in the middle of the night. Because it just wasn't worth it to come during the daylight.

One might be scared, alone, this high up, at night. But I found it peaceful. A temporary exhalation of breath into what is otherwise a hectic and confusing life. And I'm not just talking personally.

The ledge was still warm from the day's sun, even though it was so chilly outside I had brought out a sweater. A light sweater to block my skin from the smallest of breezes. My face had no cover, but the breeze on my face was somewhat refreshing.

I had just blinked my eyes in succession, three, five times, so all the lights down below smeared together. That's when I saw her. I saw the figure of her body first, mushy because my eyes were still adjusting. Eventually, after a short moment, she became more clear. I knew it was a she because of the way the breeze was allowing her hair to flow around her head. She put both hands on the ledge and leaned forward, into the air. I watched her.

There is really no proper etiquette in places, desolate places, like this one. You were not required to make conversation with someone who came to share the space; most people wanted to be left alone. But then on the other hand, being the only people in such a magnificent place forced a bond between people. And most times people who are bonded by a more superior force, speak.

She turned her head to look at me, and gave me one of those distinguishing head nods. I nodded back, with a slight upwards curve to my lips. Her long hair stopped being abused by the wind and finally rested down below her shoulders. I tightened my sweater around myself. She turned her body towards mine. There was still space between us, but it was becoming smaller.

"Hi," she said.

If I Fall - Aqualung

El Fin.