you pulled your lip into your mouth as you sat there on the ground thinking. Would you take it all back…

For a second.

A minute.

An hour.

or even a year.

just to have him back in your arms. You could only laugh at your stupidity for not seeing it sooner.

You leaned down on the grave. Staring. Before softly touching it and kissing the top.

You whispered.

”you know…I would’ve married you if you had stuck around…”