Some may find it intrusive, but I think it's good to have a hand yanking you back when you're so close to the edge. Falling off is.. scary.
When you fall, you don't die. Instead, you lose something in you, and it gets replaced by a haunting. This haunting consumes you like a poison from your insides, and changes you entirely in ways you'll never forget.
Thankfully though, you will make it through. But that journey was so hard alone, I'm sure I don't want anyone else to go through that again without some company.
I will bruise your arm if it saves your heart.
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