Glory is for Another Day // Lams Oneshots

The Other Side //Lams

"What's your name?" I asked. We were so young.

"John Laurens," You smiled, and you were missing a few teeth. I love to think about it.

"I'm Alexander. I know a cool place to play, wanna come?"

You nodded and I was happy. I think I'm happy right now, just remembering it, even though I haven't felt that in so long. How can you do that to me?

I led you to a wide field where the only things were flowers and tall grasses. A tree here and there. I don't remember exactly what it looked like, but I do remember that it was covered in these little yellow flowers. Yellow was your favorite color back then, and you told me so.

You picked flowers and weaves them together, then put the flower crown over my head. We played kings and queens among the flowers, watching the sky and ruling over a kingdom that we could only fantasize about. Where did that kingdom go, my love?

We played there for years after that. We'd go every day after school. My mother found us once, and she taught us how to make better crowns and mix types of flowers. My mother loves you almost as much as I did, and went on about how perfect you were. What could I do but agree?

You and me. That's how it's always been.

We got older and people would taunt us. They called us gay when we were too young to understand what that meant. We managed to ignore them until that night in the field when we held hands and some asshole found us. He yelled at us for loving each other, and we proudly confirmed that we did love each other. Lord, I loved you. I love you still.

Oh, you and me. Angels sheltered us.

Oh, you and me. We were forever.

Oh, you and me. We were perfect.

We had it all figured out until you didn't. Until you got cancer. Until I rushed to the hospital from work, praying for the first time in my life. Until the nurses stopped me at the door to tell me you were gone.

I hope you went happily, because I love you.

Oh, sweetheart, I'll meet you wherever you are.

I'll see you on the other side.

I drop the last letter on your grave and walk towards the bridge.