"You're gone. What do I do now?" I put the roses down on his grave. I felt a hand on my shoulder I look up. "I am going to miss him." I pull Ethan into a hug as we release our emotions out together.
I needed to be successful in order to be happy. Well, that's what I thought until I realized your happiness is the cause of your pain. Its easier to find death than it is to find happiness. He found his death, and I found my pain.... just when we found happiness