"You didn't have to you know... you didn't have to do any of it, it's my fault, i should be the one suffering the consequences, you-" he paused for a second to look around," what am i even doing? you're not even listenin-you're not even here." he shook his head and got on his legs. "there is no point, you're not coming back... and it's all on me." his hand touched the stone, his hand ran over her name, the held back tears fell like a stream. "I'm sorry, Heather, it's-" he sniffed, he took a short breath," it was supposed to be me... i shouldn't-" he lowered his face, "all of them-they say it's fine, it's going to be alright-that you are in a better place-are you? i don't know, i don't think i believe them, i'm the one that is supposed to be at your place for the horrible things i did- i'm sorry,"he broke down, " i wasn't thinking... i-i... that night-it was- i was an idiot-it was loud- i saw you with him... i don't know what gotten into me-i just- i was hurt, you were smiling-laughing! and i wasn't the reason, you were having the time of your life while i was falling into jealousy..."
he sat down. " you were the hope to my despair, you were the light to my darkness, you were the smile to my misery, you were... my everything."
the wind blown into his face, but he wasn't fazed, he dried the fallen tears off his face, he stood up and turned to walk, but before he left her gave her grave one last glance. "I miss you."
