I was slowly walking towards the graveyard.
I've got to see the gravestone of my beloved husband.
As I walk there and arrive, his grave was just like my heart.
Destroyed.
I've dropped on my knees.
I stared at the destroyed place where my love was supposed to rest in.
I cried. I cried for as long as I could.
I cried so hardly and passionately..I saw a reddish liquid fall from my eyes.
My crimson blood falled onto the gravestone..just like I falled for him.
I cried hard, but it wasn't as hard as the love I still hold for him.
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small stories And Poems
Poetrythis is small stories I made!! it's js something I randomly come up with. hope y'all enjoy it!! 💜TW!!!!!! ($H, SU1C1D3, SA (maybe idk I probably won't), 4BUSE, etc.) I'll put tw at every chapter if it includes topics that could've be sensitive to...
