With a bouquet in his hands he stood at the cemetery gates, anxious like his first date.He had never visited a graveyard before. But since she had now made this her abode forever
He had no options. Amongst the rows of tombstones, he searched for hers.
Recently placed, smooth polished black surface that was newly engraved and draped with flowers and tributes.
The aura around her was nothing like the dead. He sensed a mysterious verve in her air
If only, he had known earlier he would have met her once,
but weren’t they destined to meet this way?
He placed the bouquet of flowers beside her grave, his eyes brimmed with tears.
He stood there for long time, spoke nothing but watching her, without a blink of eye
Grief and gratitude filled his eyes, which were once hers.
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