She stood at the edge of the pier, an old pier dulled by time........a bit like her: The colours faded and washed out, some repair work needed, but still functional.
Her hands on the white, but slightly rusted, railing, watching the sea froth below her. The tide was coming in, making a shhhh sound on the pebbles.
She stood there, tranfixed and thinking.
'Would anyone miss me, if I jumped?'
Shhhhh said the sea.
'I could sink to the bottom, no on would notice.'
Shhhhhh the sea repeated.
'I am so alone right now'
Shhhh joined in the pebbles.
That's when the tears started. Silently and relentlessly, tickling her cheeks as they fell.
Came from beside her, along with big strong arms that enveloped her.
Reminding her that at least one person truly cared.