Literature
Don't Jump
On top of the roof
The air is so cold and so calm
I say your name in silence
You don't wanna hear it right now
Yassen stared at the sight before him. Alex Rider, last of a legacy was standing on the edge of a roof top, staring fixedly down at the busy street several floors below. "Alex" the name broke from Yassen, almost involuntarily. Alex didn't even acknowledge him.
The eyes of the city
Are counting the tears falling down
Each one a promise
Of everything you never found
Yassen stepped forward, unable to understand. At the sound of his boots crunching in the snow, Alex turned to look at him. Yassen's eyes, usually stoic, widen