it was raining as tyler walked to his grave. of course it was. it felt rude, to be honest. because the rain didn't do his little love justice at all. joshua had been bright and bubbly and happy. he had been sweet and kind and thoughtful. not dreary and dreadfully sad.
he crouched down in front of the tombstone, a sad smile gracing his cracked lips.
he pulled out a little yellow rose, placing it on the grave.
"i kept my last promise. i'm sorry i broke so many others."
"i'll always love you, joshua."
"always?"
"always."
"pinky promise?"
for what they hadn't known would be the last time, their pinkies curled together.
"pinky promise."
