I never got up earlier than ten back then, but having such a rush jogging seems not too bad for now anyway.
And there she is, making herself as if she is in hurry, as if there would be an earthquake that would cracking the land we stand in a few moment. She keeps on clutching my wrist and pulling me to run and run. But even when the morning is too early, for the view is still foggy, even when she lets me free, I dont mind to keep running with her.
"Where are we going?"
I get no answer except her flicking blond hair as the morning breeze is passing it. The wet grass sometimes makes my bare feet felt itchy. The cold morning makes them frozen. And my heart is beating so fast, things inside me are indeed getting warmer. But as she keeps running, the only thing I know is that I need to reach her.
If I want to make this clear, really I’ve got lots of questions. I don’t even know where we are now and why I should follow her. But once she stops, she turns back facing me.
When my eyes stare her in confusion, even out of my guess I find her smiling and that makes me simply get to know the lines and freckles on her bright skin. I let the silence spread as I’m indeed occupied in adoring her face. Her skin is so soft that I can even feel it caressing my cheek. But then I find out she does.
I stare her eyes, even deeper when she beckons me to jump. I glance at the cliff down there: dark, cold, and foggy cliff with lots of pine trees. And I cant help but smiling.
Our feet bring us closer to it before we eventually jump down. And yes we are indeed falling. I let both pride and sanity are falling with me as well,
for I dont mind,
I fall for her.