[ICON BY _shslprince]

You were outside in the yard in your wheelchair. Eyes closed as you admire the wind and sounds of the plant you lived on. Soaking in the regrets, the sadness, the happiness, all bundled up into one. That was life after all.

Feeling the warmth of your husband now having wrinkles cover his face. The two of you been married for a long time, growing side by side until time decides to stop.

With a slightly shaky hand, moving to move your hair out of your face. Perking his glasses up to have a better look to see the beautiful face he fell in love with “You look as beautiful as the day I met you…” He spoke, a stupid smile still painted over his face that reminded you of all those years ago