As my weary eyes brush across the casket, I noticed a small rainbow form across her from the sun. I think, "My, she is beautiful".
Bittersweet moment.
My eyes settle on a plastic bag by her head containing dice and a score card from a game of Yahtzee.
The letter within read,
"You're in the lead now but you won't be once we unite again.
I love you, Love Garry".
And right there before me, the love they shared for all those years flashed across my mind.
He leans down to grab her hand, kisses her forehead, his eyes fall to her face.
Choking back tears, he says;
"I'm sorry for fighting with you earlier. It should've never happened. I'm
going to miss you. I can't wait to see you again..... I love you...."
Tears form behind my eyes.
How can the world keep moving on when true love ends?
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