This is the point that you jump off that massive bridge and as you free fall, you keep waiting for your true love to swoop in and grab you at the last moment, but those final seconds, when you realize he isn’t going to, that is what heartache feels like. Right before you hit bottom, you are thinking, “Oh fuck. Misread that one. This is going to hurt.” I was still in the final seconds of my free fall. And I knew it was going to hurt. Real bad. But he was so perfect, so alive, so much fun at this moment, that I honestly didn’t care.
