Prologue
The rain trickles down my face along with my tears. I stand here alone in this lonely graveyard still clutching the rose his father gave me. The rain steadily falls as I stand here reminiscing about the last year. I look down at the newly made tombstone sitting in front of the newly dug grave filled with a closed casket and a body without a soul.
The engraving on the tombstone just below the name reads:
' 1993-2011'
'Beloved son, friend and lover.'
'May he rest in Peace'
I look up into the clouds and let the rain fall onto my face. It trickles down my cheeks and then down my neck. I look back down and kneel to the ground as i rub my hand across the tombstone. I whisper, "I love you" softly then set the rose down onto the ground. I kiss my fingers and then touch his name.
Life is short, but death is even shorter. When he died, he touched my heart and healed me. I knew then that I never really lost him. I close my eyes and look back to when this first began......
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What do you guys think? This is just an idea. And yes. Its cliche. (: Let me know if you like it, if so, ill keep on writing this.(:
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