I don’t think it’s possible for someone to fall in love with me. Idk, i just can’t understand how someone can be interested in someone like me. Being alone doesn’t suck but sometimes i wish i had the choice to be alone or not.

He suddenly saw her on the opposite. Before doing anything he felt some kind of rage rising in him, hating on all of these people around who weren’t even noticing her and what she was doing…
He ran at her as she was climbing the guardrail.

-Hey, what are you doing!?

-Oh… oh hello S. She said, with a quiet and sweet voice.

-You know my name?! Well whatever, are you ok?

-You know… i’m not insane. (Still with that quiet and weirdly peaceful voice.) I am aware of what i was going to do. I tried to convince myself that things would get better but they didn’t. I have no friends, nobody to smile, cry, laugh with. Nobody wants to give me a job. I wanted to leave this town, i wanted to reach my goals in another country, to run a shop, meet people and all that simple things everybody needs to smile. But i failed, once again. I didn’t even leave my street. If i am here tonight it’s because the last thing i want to fall from is that bridge, not another high hope. I’m tired of this. How fucking pathetic i am…

-No, you are not… I…

She continued her speech as if she hadn’t notice that he was talking.

-I’ve always felt a huge love for broken people. You know, those people who have scars inside and out, with a story and something to fight for…
As i was going to jump off that bridge, i think it’s legitimate to say that i am broken… but i still don’t love me.
Would a boy like you fall in love with a girl like me?

His words came out before he could think of anything. He just knew something had changed in him…

-… I think i just did.