The Edge is so near but so far away

The last lonely tear runs down my face....i look over the edge........i can hear him screaming in the backround somewhere...i can hear his footsteps growing faster....i start to lean forward falling faster towards the end....when i feel a hand on my back...holding me in place...i turn to see it's him holding me there....my feet just barely off the edge....i guess he didn't want me to go....