♥Dusk----------♥----------Dawn♥
My dearest, My Dawn,
I sit here by your graveside the anniversary of the day I meant to propose. Why did it have to happen, why did things turn out the way they did? You should've been there and I would have held you tight...
I was running down the ribbon, the road we both knew well, late as always. Clinging ont the velvet box, tight between my jaws I kept running, running, until I reached the door. I opened the door to the sobbing. I look upon the pale, limp form. Your body. I can't stand to look upon your face, although you look so happy. That smile should have greeted me, there at the door not here, not now, not above the scratches. If I'd known where you had been planning to go, when you just said "for a walk" a gleam in your eye that very morning. I might've been able to stop you, to persuade you not to go. Across the bridge and into the woods, the place where the only roses grow. I only know now because that's what you had in your smiling jaws, this rose that I cherish, I never let go. I wish you were with me, to run like we did. Why did you go there without me. I will not leave here, this graveside is home. I was just a stray dog, that thought he found love, only to have his dreams crushed. I never meant for you to go, why must you insist on surprise? By this graveside I place, my heart and the ring, which I meant to place on your finger, yet I cannot let go, of this rose that I hold so I must stay here forever after. But this is just one of the letters, that you'll never read, yet I hope that one day I'll wither here with you and with the rose.
~ Dusk
Dearest Dawn,
I'm writing again just to say, I haven't forgotten, I still want you here. Its your birthday today but you're nowhere near, I still can't stand the thought that you're missing. I wish I could erase he day you made that stupid decision. I want someone to share that bench in the moonlight with, to hold just the way I held you. You were my light, my love my soul, myeverything. I won't forget. I promise, you will live on and the bitter goodbye will never be dragged from my lips. Wild horses couldn't pull me away, forever by this graveside I'll stay. Always hoping one day you'll come up from behind and tap me on the shoulder asking me what on earth I'm doing. I don't know anymore what is there worth living for? Because when you fell all my dreams were slaughtered. The rose is still alive, when it dies I know I'll go with it. It's not like this will ever be sent but watch me as I write this message on paper.
~ Dusk
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