Decent. I think I know what was missing...
Could've been happier.
I think I understood the point, more or less... Well, as I see it.
A guy is walking alone through life, through winter, without anyone around, completely solitary and possibly isolated. Through some miraculous coincidence or chance, the girl, as he sees as being a fairy or angel, comes to him and meets him. He tries to give back what was hers, but accidentally drops it, possibly not wanting it back, but rather, wanting his hand instead. With her help, this angel girl lifts this guy up to new levels in all sorts of ways, high up to a mountain where the girl deposits the guy, which could be considered emotion and whatnot or something, and she stays with him. Until some kind of disease or something breaks off her chunk of rock, and she was already the closest one to the edge, as though that meant something about her health, and she falls. He tries to grab on, not wanting to lose her, wanting anything but to lose her, because she's what got him up there in the first place, and he either owed it to her or else he just didn't want to be up there without her, nor was he able to be up there without her.
Then it proceeded to him having been unable to catch her, unable to save her life, and thus started his slow descent back down to where he was at before. But he went farther, as though her existence or seeming existence had opened that portal, and he inevitably fell in; although perhaps not too inevitably, had he been conscious that he was on the verge of falling through the hole, having been on the verge of falling farther into a basement. This basement could be considered a life of self-abuse through drugs or some such, and other things that could help him cope. Through this falling; this downward spiral, he finally got himself killed, and everything went black for him. He was asked what he wanted, and was told that what he wanted most was still inside of him.
This did not sate the guy, and he cried and cried and cried, sobbing until he could sob no more, which never came. He remained dead. And what he wanted couldn't be restored, or so he thought. He cried about how far he'd fallen, until the girl came up behind him and showed herself, and he was happy, despite being dead.
I don't quite like the ending, because it seems a bit too corny, despite the fact I sort of like it. I enjoy most of it, but I think what this story needed was for the guy and girl to build a city atop the mountain that would thrive and welcomed others from other areas with an easy pathway or elevator that let everybody up with ease, as they wanted to, and for everybody to be happy up at this level, and to stay that way despite the guy and girl finally falling. I think this would have made the story complete, and like it had actual purpose and fullfillment, rather than being just and nothing more than a simple love story and the craving for the love of another. You know?