you waited for a train. a train that would take you far away.
he thinks it took you where you hoped it would, but you can't be sure.
he thought it wouldn't matter. he thought you'd be together.
he spins the totem and begs you to look, to trust it, to trust him.
but he knows the weight of it.
you turn away.
the edge of the knife glints.
the wind blows back your hair as you stand on the ledge.
he shouts.
you take a leap of faith.
you hope he takes it too.
but you can't be sure.