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It's too late.
The doorway between your world and mine has closed. They pull you back, beyond my all to limited reach, to be hidden in the pits of my memory.  The bridge between worlds dances a while, flirts with death, then finally burns away. Anything that cannot choose a world is broken off, to fall into the void,  forgotton. .

  That's what happens to me, eventually..   They leave. Or find something better. And sometimes ... well
Sometimes they forget me. I guess, in the end, they break my heart.

  I ought to stop.
I ought to force myself to pull away.  But I can't. It's there again . . .  that urge . . .  The one that calls out to you as I'm standing on the edge of this flat world.  There it is . . .   That little voice, whispering, tempting, waiting.

    "Jump"  it says.
The urge to jump. No. Wait. It's more than that. Much more.
It's the urge to

                         Fall.