epilogue

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three years after the blondes hospitalization, he stood in the cemetary. 

he stood over a grave with flowers in his hands.

lilies to be exact; jasmine's favorite.

he bend down onto the moist grass, ignoring the wetness of the grass soaking into his pants.

he sat the flowers down gently and began to speak.

"i should be the one who's sorry baby." he began to tear up already.

he dazed into the gloomy sky, finding the courage to continue.

"i should have left. not you. im sorry. im so sorry. so so sorry. i wish you could come back to me. we could be happy together. like we were before. before you had to leave me. why did you have to leave me?" 

the blonde started sobbing, pounding his fist into the grass.

"i love you babygirl. i'll see you soon."

with that, he got up and left.

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