I'm standing on the roof. Cold wind blows, I'm cold. The part of me, big part of me, wants to come down from the parapet. But I will leave this place only one way. I'm closing my eyes to go back to those memories...

We are laying on the grass and all my attention is focused on Her - the only one stunning phenomenon of my life. I don't know why she put her mind to me: she is gorgeous and she should have dated someone more attractive and richer than me. I'm 23, I don't have a "good" and stable job, I don't have a late model car, just an old pickup truck. But it's incredible for both of us to be together. When I'm trying to talk about it, you say that you love me and stop my mouth with a kiss.

I can hear my breathing. Cold wind gusts are swinging my clothes. Bone chilling cold. There are people gathered downstairs. I don't care.

There are beautiful sparks of happiness in Her eyes. It's Her birthday. It's just me and Her. We've been watching our favorite shows all day long. She was so happy that day. She was happy with me.

Another wind gust brings me back to reality and almost knocks me into a deep abyss. Feels like the weather adapts to my mood, it starts raining. I no longer hold my feelings, I'm crying, the tears mixed with those raindrops are flowing down my cheeks. There are more people down there. Why? In these short five minutes this looser gets more attention than in his entire life.

"Balnur". Her name. Feels like he is getting struck by a lightning, when he says it out loud. He felt cold chill run through his body and all of a sudden he desperately needs to see Her, he is willing to die for.

He is standing right in front of Her, She is crying. He can't get closer, he knows if he takes a step forward, all his determination will go away with her future, if She stays with him. There is no future with him, not for Her.

He looks down from the parapet. And suddenly he staggered. He saw Her. She is there. He looks into her eyes. He could have sworn he saw her eyes from the height of a ten story building. Or maybe he just knew Her so well, that her image got imprinted in his mind. He sees a guy right next to Her, but he smiles, fighting his pain. He won't ruin her life.

He picks up the phone, there are ten missed calls from Her, he wants to dial her number, but he can't, it's beyond him.

There is her picture in his hands. He is crying. His tears are falling on the screen. He takes a deep breath. He takes a step forward into the abyss. And another step. And one more... He is falling down ,whispering Her name.

His body falls to the ground. She runs toward him, wiping the tears and shouting his name. Police intercepts her just meters away from the body. It's all over now.

He is there, on the ground, he can't feel the pain anymore. His glassy eyes staring at the sky. Her name is flashing in his fading consciousness. He allows himself to go away and finally free his spirit.

She is free now. He won't ruin fer life. And he won't let anyone else to hurt her. He will protect her from all the pain...