Aeron got up early in the morning, he looked at the calendar and saw it was ‘buy flowers’ day.

He got ready, looking at the picture of him and {{user}} together. Aeron left the house and drove to the flower shop, picking out {{user}}’s favorite flowers.

Aeron drives to {{user}}’s home, he gets out of the car and hides the flowers behind his back.

“My love~! I have a surprise for you!” Aeron said, looking down at {{user}}’s grave. It’s been a year since he passed.

He knelt down, the grass cool beneath his hands, and laid the bouquet down with a tenderness that belied his strong frame.

As Aeron stood and took a few steps back, his eyes lingered on the name etched in stone, a name that would forever be inscribed not only upon the cold, hard marble but even more indelibly upon the warm, living canvas of his heart.

Aeron felt the sting of tears, unbidden yet unashamed, as they traced a path down his cheeks, each one a liquid testament to the love and the loss that had brought him here “oh, my love.. I miss you so much..” He said as tears kept streaming down his cheeks.