I have been here many times...

It is always the same.

It's that time of the year again, exams are here, spirits are low, depression is widespread, and Jin stands upon that bridge, looking down into the darkness. I know how she feels. I put part of myself into her, after all. And right now it feels like I'm standing on the bridge, and Jade's not going to show up to stop me. Life stretches out before you, but you don't know where it's going, why you're following and you just feel so lost and alone.

I never minded being alone before. Godammit, when did I change?

The heartache is there. It burns, it eats away at you while you keep that cheerful face, try to keep busy and fool yourself into thinking it's not there. But it hurts, oh God, how it hurts. Especially when you know it's something of your own making. Like they say, you don't know how much it means to you until it's gone.

Until some slight thing tips the scale, then it hits home and then it sinks in. And then you mourn for that which you lost. And then I suppose you learn.

But life goes on. Tears will dry.

Family will be there and good friends can help make me laugh again. When it's all over the best you can do is pick yourself up and somehow forge on. There are things I have to do and dreams that can't be left as dreams.

I'll walk away from the bridge on my own.

Right now all I want is just for the hurt to stop.