Hey! This is my first story on the archive. Post apocalypse with Dayrl and Carol.

ENJOY!

My heart feels so cold and empty as I walk closer. I avoid looking and rest against the tree next to her. I slide my back down the rough bark of the large tree that looms over the both of us.

"Well, here I am. Sitting next to you.." She didn't answer. It's not like I expected her to, anyways. I sighed and flicked my eyes in her direction. After a few seconds, my chest began to ache. I brush my fingertips across the cold stone and try not to scream. The wind is warm and the grass blows softly. The birds chirp merrily. I think of how she would tell me every so often that she dreamed of a place where the grass grew green and the birds sang. It hurts me more.

"Do you remember when Sophia went missing? And I gave you that rose? You never stopped calling me your 'white flower'/ It was just a stupid plant.." I chuckled softly, " And, come on, do I even remotely remind you of a flower? Eh, forget it." I wished she would still call me that. I miss her voice.

"What about that time you were all alone at night and it was thundering, so you came to my tent? God, I was so pissed at you. But I let you stay." I closed my eyes and sighed lightly..

"I bet you don't remember when we found the prison, you asked me if you could stay with me. You were a real wreck after what happened with S-" I choked off, unable to continue my sentence. Sophie. I actually liked the little ass kicker. If only I had gotten there in time..

"Why, Carol? If you had just held on a couple more months, you would be here! You could have seen this.. It's beautiful, Carol. Everything is growing back. The whole world looks like Hershal's farm. Isn't that great?" I squeezed my eyes tight and gripped the soft earth under me.

"You did this to me! You ruined my life! Look at me, Carol! And-and-.." I yelled in frustration. "Wasn't it obvious?! You were my reason to keep pushing! Was I not good enough for you? Is that it? God, what am I doing.." I stood slowly and kept my back to her. I was afraid looking would only hurt me more.

I took a shaky and scared step forward. "I never got a chance to tell you, Carol." With a sad smile, I turned and placed a small Cherokee Rose in front of the slab of stone. I nodded briefly before turning and slowly walking away.

"I never told you I loved you."

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Note! I wrote this before the episode where he places a rose in front of her grave. I'm just now posting it. :)
Please tell me your opinion! I thought it would be fun to write a story for this archive, and I want to know how I did! :D