I looked over at her, the warm summer breeze blowing in her dark obsidian hair. The distant sunset in the back made me feel warm. I wish this moment would never end. “In another life,” she promised.

Lies. There I stood. Flowers in my hand looking in the distance. She was happy now, finally. Without me. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I got on my knees. I thought about all the moments we shared together. Blinded with laughs, smiles, and happiness I failed to see what she really was feeling. 

“In another life,” I said as I placed the flowers on her grave. I wiped off my tears, got up, and walked away. Always remembering the fun times we shared.