So this is goodbye.♥

She picked up a rose and passed it to me. Why was her smile so sad? Why was her smile so beautiful? Why was her smile meant for me? She stepped forward and pressed her lips against my forehead and like a spring, she bounced right back, her silky curls floating along with her, her smile still as angelic and sad as before.

"Anges..."

She just pressed her fingers to her lips, just like how we always did back in the primary school days when the teacher screamed at us to keep quiet.

"Shh..."

She giggled softly. She took a step back.

"Anges. You're going to fall like that."

Her laughter got louder as her heels clicked closer to the edge.

"Shh..."

I reached out towards her but her arm just dodged my hand. Her smile widened into a grin that split across her face. But her eyes still had that calm, sad look.

"Anges, don't, please, stop."

I was begging. or was I? It certainly felt like I was. I must look stupid. I'm very surprised that I'm not being paparazzi-ed now. I could just imagine my face on the headlines of The Straits Times: Mr Charles Low, the 'Great Man of Tomorrow', pathetically (and futilely) begging his girlfriend to live.

"Shh..."

She was at the very edge now, her thin stiletto heels pointing downwards to busy traffic and lights below. Her calm, yet beautifully sad smile was back again. Was it really for me? My eyes felt warm. I bit my lower lip hard and squeezed my eyes shut tightly. This could not be happening. Oh, god, please, no.

"Anges, please, I'd do anything, anything, anything for you, just get down and come to me right now."

She just looked at me and tilted her head backwards in silent laughter. Her body tilted along with her. She was going to fall. I started running.

"Shh..."

She had her arms spread outwards now, like an eagle high up in the sky, like how she was whenever I came home and needed a hug, like angel, greeting me at the gates of heaven. I grabbed at her. No, no, she cannot be the angel in heaven, she would not, I would not let her.

"Shh..."

I grabbed thin air. She fell into thin air.

She died. Just like I did on that day.