La Lalala Lala.. :)

She’s standing near the edge of a cliff, taking in the beauty of everything around her. And she knows she has to go, because she’s just moments away from falling; with one wrong move, she might end up tumbling over the edge.

Yet, she can’t turn her back on the magnificent view. Something is stopping her from leaving. It’s the slightest possibility that she might not end up falling after all.

For she could see herself flying, with outstretched arms over the mountains and hearts falling from the sky. Butterflies would be chasing after her. And everything would smell of flowers, red sweet-scented flowers. Oh, the view from the air must be divinely beautiful.

So she turns to face the one holding her hand, and tells her that she loves her. And as she takes the leap, she closes her eyes, and hopes against hope that she would want to fly along with her. :)