Darkness spread across the graveyard like shadows grasping everything in there way. The moon was the only thing that gave me light and even that was covered in black wisps of storm clouds. With each step I took I became weaker. I collapsed in front of one single tombstone. The concrete that stood strongly in front of me was half-covered in gloomy dark green ivy. A black rose was twisted around the top of the gravestone, closer towards the bottom were other flowers wrapped by all different bright colours. But to me they all seemed dull and dead. The frost hung on every single petal. An empty love but never forgotten.
