Long drop

Looking over the edge,

 his voice startled me.

Face hidden in a hood,

 but I catch a smile.

Both of us look over the edge of the bridge.

 Ice crackling as the river slowly moves.

So tired.

Hoping he doesn't notice.

Catch another smile.

"Some try too early."

 Grin turns into a frown.

Spins in a graceful pirouette.

"Not your time."

Cold lips touch my cheek.

Whistles why he walks away.