Five seconds

The stars are lot brighter from the 14th floor roof top. They are both on the ledge, legs hanging down to what appears to be an invitation towards a sudden death. Neither of them will say it out loud, but they're both sharing a thought. Five seconds, disguised as an eternity. That's how long it would take for them to end it all. One jump, two souls, and an uncertain destination. As cold and frozen as it is, the concrete would feel warmer than any of the hotel beds. Their journey would end with a bang.

Ah but what a shame, to fill her dress up all in red. A shame to smudge the color off her pretty lips, or to destroy that smile. 
She wouldn't dare to let him close those eyes forever. Not now, not ever.

There's pages to be filled, and chapters to end. Tonight they dance in total darkness, intoxicated but alive. 


Love,Just.