Listen to "Safe and Sound" by Taylor Swift when reading this.
Our son needs us, but can't do this anymore. I'm absolutely sick and tired of living this way.
I stared down ,over the rail, watching as the water sat nice and still. The cool air nipped at my face as debated my next move.
I carefully considered my entire life, every little decision. I must have been at least a good two hours before I made up my mind.
I swung my legs over the railing. I stared down at the water, realizing the not-so-large drop.
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.
Before I could even stop myself, I let go. I stepped over the edge. I fell.
The cool air engulfed me as thoughts swirled through my head.
I knew the water would be nearing me soon, but as I became closer I could only process one thing: I'd never get to see the love of my life, Ashton, again. I'd never get to see his beautiful smile that had always taken my breathe away. And Lashton, I'd never get to see how he turns out. How he does. I won't be there to see his graduation, or when he has his first child, I won't be there for his wedding.
There was no time for crying. It was too late to save myself.
My body hits the ice cold water, taking me by surprise. I lose my air from the impact.
All I can think about is that I'll never see them again. Not even Calum or Michael. Never see them smile or laugh. Ashton's laugh... I'll miss that most.
I gasped, wishing for air, but sadly only receiving the nasty water.
I fought to cough it out, but it's near impossible without air.
I felt the haziness come over me and I knew it was over. I was done.
I never even said goodbye to anyone.