I still remember the funeral. Everyone was depressed and wearing black and I almost wanted to scream at them. To tell them that you had told me you wanted no one to be sad at your funeral, you wanted them to play Welcome To The Black Parade and hand out lollipops and candy.
I locate your grave easily.
"I was just lying on the bridge, with the fabric of your wedding dress as a blanket while I looked like a homeless bum. Anyway, I had written my vows before you... um left. So I wanted to read them to you."
I unfold the paper and take a deep breath.
"Ella Rose Jones, soon to be Wilson. One; I'd like to thank the heavens you said yes. I mean why in God's name would you want to say yes to me else wise?"
"You are so amazing. You're so full of life. Your smiles light up a room—on the days you actually smile— and your eyes are like an ocean of love dragging me under. You're intelligent and sweet, sassy and energetic and so many other words that the dictionary does not do justice. You are the only person I want to be with. I can't wait to spend my life with you."
"Even if you force me to do all the cooking and you drink your coffee cold. Even if you always have a book in your hands and ignore me for hours or annoy me with questions. Even when you're grumpy or PMSing. Even if you stop eating meat. I will never ever want to take back my life with you."
"I remember when I realized I had loved you. I told Josh first. It just kind of slipped. He was asking about us and I told him all about you and finished with an 'I don't know man, I just really love her'. I didn't know if it was too early in the relationship to say that to you so I kind of freaked. And then later when I went to your dorm you just told me. I remember laughing because I was so happy. I couldn't wait to tell every one of the girl who had captured my heart in a coffee shop while wearing sweatpants."
"Every part of me screams when I see you. No matter what you're wearing you're beautiful. I could be blind and I'd still call you beautiful every day. God, I can't wait to put this ring on your finger and tell everyone you're mine."
"Now I'm going to steal a quote from your book. 'I'd travel for days, months, decades to find you. Because what we have is pure and true and I swear to God if you leave me there's a 99.9 percent chance I will never ever find something like this again. People might think that's bad for someone so young to fall in love like I fell—and continue to fall— for you. But if I'm finding my forever why not find it earlier, so I can truly spend my entire life with you' I, your sexy future husband Adam Wilson, am thrilled to be with you forever."
"I love you El," I say, a single tear streams down my face. "So, so much. I'll see you soon, love. And then we can spend the rest of forever together."
I place the paper on top of your grave and walk away with tears in my eyes.
I stop at my car and turn around.
"I'm sorry I made you leave El."
A/N:
*laughs nervously* don't kill me.
This is the final chapter of Paper Hearts and Coffee Cups. I told you guys in the beginning it wouldn't end well and you continued to read on so who's fault is that? Mine? Oh okay *backs away slowly*.
I hope you guys enjoyed the ride and liked this story.
Thank you for staying and reading.
Goodbye Expressos.
until next time.
MWAH. LUV YA. BUH-BYE.
