Darling.

 He was the sweetest heartbreak she has ever had. The way he did it was just so beautiful and graceful she would do anything to experience your love again. Even after so many years. Even for a moment… 

And here she was, at the edge of familiar yet such dangerous cliff ready to dive into the darkness without a single concern just to feel his warmth. At least for a few moments before her heavy bones will crash against the cold ground, instantly stopping her hopeful, naive heart. 

That’s what makes her want to come back every time, the fall. The fall that is so incredible, it’s worth every single bone in her body to turn into a powder in the matter of a second. The fall that is so sweet, it’s worth the taste of salty iron in her mouth once her breathless body is bleeding out on the cold ground of sorrow. The fall that is so astonishing she will jump without hesitation time after time. But every time her flawless frame hits the hard ground she loses part of her bright and pure soul. Each time that she gathers her powdery bones and sews back together with her damaged and bloodless heart she becomes colder and crueler. She learns to play people like chess in order to win every time. She learns to her emotions more and more after each fall.

Soon enough she retires from falling realizing the jumping makes no logical sense and her heart is too frozen to make an impact on her brilliantly clear mind. And that’s how she becomes the most tempting and desired cliff. That’s how she becomes so darling.