Ghost of a Goodbye

Tears ran down her cheeks, mixing with the rain as she shuffled down the street. Nobody cared, and she knew that now more than ever. She made it to her destination, the bridge that loomed over the river rushing below. Sitting on the edge, her body shivered with anticipation and she knew that this is what she wanted; this is what everybody wanted. One last glance around her, still nobody was there to care, not that she expected there to be. Just as she flung herself forward, she caught somebody's eye, they smiled sadly at her, a ghost of a soft goodbye hanging from their lips.