I stand silently staring at my grave. It read.
[b]Suzu Akiranashi DOB: May 14th, 1995 DOD: Feburary 23, 2010[b] Those words haunted me. Or, should I say I haunted those words. There were millions of Цветы beside the tomb. I was suprised, becuase I never seen one цветок sent to me when I was alive. THe only feeling I had was the one of my death. Fire...intense fire...the pain and the screams I felt when I burned. I still tried to remember how it happened. No clue at all. Not one. Did someone do it on purpose? Was it an accident? I wish I knew. I floated on to my lover's home. He laid silently crying on his couch. I reached my hand out going close to his head. No suprise, my hand went straight through him. Cold and alone, that's how I felt. My eyes were empty my mouth was silent. I had nothing I could say или would say. I clised my eyes quietly. Prayers were no help and curses made it worse. I was stuck, what was my purpose? There was nowhere for me to go. I was unseen by mortal eyes. Alone, the word still lingered in my head. Please, don't leave me. Say Ты still Любовь me and your Любовь can be company to my lingering soul. Can Ты hear me? I'm behind you. You're looking right through me. I can see Ты Чтение these words. Do not shead your tears....for I am already dead. And there is nothing that can change that.