There are moments in our lives when we found ourselves surrounded by people and still feel so alone. These kinds of feelings and thoughts can sometimes drive you to the edge. Just like where I am standing now. I don’t know why I am standing on the edge of the cliff of a mountain, so high that you can’t even see the bottom of it. The wind is cold but it didn’t bother me. Maybe because I am already numb or maybe because I was too used to being so alone and cold and betrayed. “Lana,” someone whispered my name. It was so clear but not that loud enough. “Lana,” the same voice whispers my name. If I jump now, would all my misery end? Would my cracked skull, broken ribs, arms, and legs hurt less than my broken heart? “Lana,” the same warm and angelic voice called, but instead of ignoring it again, I turned around. The moment my eyes met his, a smile broke his handsome face as he reach out his hand to me. The courageous part of me tells me that everything will be okay if only I hav
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