Falling

“Come here”
You said, gesturing to the sunset.

I climbed up beside you, my legs dangling over the edge of the railing.
My breath sped up as you put your hand on my back
The thumping of my heart was felt all the way in my ears

I relaxed into your touch
just enough
for you to have complete control

I exhaled a sigh of relief,
for I had gotten what I’d always wanted

The sigh turned into a gentle breeze
And in that moment, I was falling

There were no butterflies
There were no sparks

Just your hand
On my back
Resting heavier and heavier
Until you gave me a push

And suddenly, I was falling
Not into your arms
But onto the 

cold. 
hard. 
ground.
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