I love you so much – John said,but, for nobody , really.
He was in front of his best friend gravestone, Sherlock Holmes .It had been 1 year that he was gone, and let John, let John with all the word that he wanted to say stuck in his throat, that will never get to the ears of the man that he loved. He said "love" not "loved" because he still loving his friend, it still hurting .
Sherlock...I-I...- The word didn't come, he looked to the gravestone for one last time, until he go the flat, not anymore 221B, another flat, empty and cold. He would not live in Baker Street anymore, everything remembered him of Sherlock . He wanted so much to say all the things that had been growing in his heart, he loves him so much . One tear slow drop against John's face , while he turn his back to the past, and go away leaving the cemetry.
"I love you too ,John" – Sherlock whispered to himself, while he saw his best friend walking away , from behind the tree that he was , he wanted so much to go and say to his friend " It's all okay , John! I'm not dead " but he just can't . " I'm sorry..." he said,but, for no one, really.