Dave sat down on the grass, not caring at all that the damp grass was slowly making his jeans wet. He took off his glasses, not even caring anyone nearby could see his eyes. Hell he didn't even care if they could see him shaking, fuck his cool facade. He smiled at Aradia, running his hand through his hair anxiously.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" He laughed nervously, god he was so fucking bad at this, "I haven't seen you in a few months. I've been so busy with school. I'm sorry I couldn't come and see you more." He sighed, looking away and playing with the grass a little. He had so much he wanted to say to her, yet he couldn't figure out how to say it. He looked back up at her, "I graduated today." He said proudly, "I got my music degree. Finally I go out and make sick beats and actually be paid for it." He smiled weakly.
He coughed, trying to hide the fact that he was getting choked up a little. "I really do miss how close we use to be Aradia. We were always so close, I just wish it could be like that again." He got choked up, thinking about how they use to be together all the time growing up. She use to take him on adventures and he would write her sick beats while they explored. They were perfect together. When they started to grow up they got even closer, they never really dated but people always thought they would end up together sometime. When they both moved off to college they grew apart, hardly talking to each other and never seeing each other face to face. She wanted Dave to make an effort to stay in touch with her, but when he didn't she easily moved on, making new friends and starting to date Sollux. Dave never really got over her, he tried to make friends, but he never really made any strong connections, and every girl he dated he always dumped after a week. He loved Aradia, he was always looking for her in every girl her dated, but no one could ever match up to her. He was always too much of a wimp to try and tell her how he felt, he would always wait for her to message him first, and when she gave up he was too scared to try and message her first.
"I'm sorry I never talked to you." He whispered, still not getting any reaction. "I...I missed you all the time. I was just too chicken to talk to you. I...I thought you grew up and moved on from your dorky friend." He looked up, tears in his eyes. "I...I love you Aradia." He choked out, "I'm sorry I never got to say it. I just...I was scared it would ruin the amazing friendship we had, and I wasn't ready to lose you. Hell I was never ready to lose you." He stopped talking, his tears making it too hard to talk.
"I'm so sorry Aradia, it's all my fault. I should have said it sooner, I should have talked to you. I'm so sorry." He reached out, gently touching the cold hard stone in front of him. "I'm sorry I let that douche bag of a boyfriend do this to you. I could have stopped him if I just talked to you. If I checked my messages earlier I could have stopped him before he killed you." He started tracing her name with his finger. "I wish I could have told you sooner, I wish you knew how I felt." He cried, "I loved you Aradia and you never knew." He wiped his face, trying to clear his tears. "I'm so sorry." He kept saying over and over and over again. "If I wasn't so scared to see what you said to me you would be alive right now. You messaged me for help, you sounded so terrified, I could have saved you, but I ignored you, I was a wimp and I let you die." He sat there for a minute, crying silently. "I let you down Aradia. I was never the hero you said I was."
He got up, looking at her grave one last time. "I love you." He whispered, before putting his shades back on and walking away in silence.