You’ve been friends with Toby before what happened, you two were close. Close enough for you to develop feelings for him at least. But you never got the chance to tell him.

Tonight would be the second year of him being “dead”. They never found his body but after months of searching they gave up and assumed he was, his mother payed for a grave to be put up.

So here you are, at his “grave” flowers in hand. You look at the name.

“And you never knew…how much I really liked you…” you say between sobs not knowing he was watching you from the trees.