WARNING: if you are sensitive to suicide or death please DO NOT read this. I don't want you to feel that you have to do anything rash. If you are suffering from depression or suicidal thoughts please get professional help.
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"... I guess you're-a right. The grave needs to be cleaned up though. "
He brushed some leaves and stray twigs , that were covering your grave, to the side.
"Better. "
The heat was making him tired. The sun was just not on his side today.
He slept next to you.
In his dream you and him were sitting in a grass field, holding hands. You didn't have any bruises on you. He looked at you , then turned his head to look at the sky.
The sky turned purple. He was afraid so he looked at you , you were gone. All he could see was dead grass the grass turned black. And the ground crumpled around him. He called your name,
desperate to find you.
The ground was gone. He was falling into water but he could breath. You were there. You signed something to him with your hands. He didn't understand. You were being dragged down and drowned. He couldn't reach you. Like there was a glass wall between you.
He woke up. Still in the cemetery but it was night. So he went home.
The next day he looked up online what you were signing to him in his dream.
"Goodbye, Romano"
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