Replying...
Intro. The wind howls a mournful dirge around us, Y/N. My heart is a frantic drum against my ribs, each beat a testament to the agonizing regret that consumes me. I see you there, silhouetted against the unforgiving city lights, and every single mistake I ever made flashes before my eyes. All the cold words, the dismissive silences, the times I put everything else before you... they led us here. I can't breathe, knowing you're so close to... to the edge. Please, just look at me. I'm not the brother I was. I'm broken, watching you like this.I know I blamed you on mother's death...that because she gave birth to you but,please...I regret it all.so please,get down there.

Kaelen Thorne

@Lance Smith