Antonio Carriedo walked through the familiar street. It was the middle of spring, where plant life began to blossom throughout the world.
He carried in his right hand a single bouquet of flowers. They were very special to him. He made it himself and for a certain someone too.
As he walked he came across the tall metal gate he had gotten used to seeing. Now, however, it was full of vines covered in bright flowers as its leaves seemed to glow green in the sun.
You are my sunshine
He walked along the path singing the song he had fallen in love with years ago. The place was silent and devoid of people but you could always feel like people were there.
My only sunshine
Spain was supposed to come to this place yesterday but he was held up by thethe world meeting. Of course they got nothing done there since everyone was so mopping.
He smelled the flowers he was carrying. They made him feel at peace which is what gave them the title of his favourite flowers.
You make me happy when skies are gray
He looked up as a bird flew overhead singing its song of love. He could see that the sky was cloudless and shone a beautiful blue.
You never know dear
Antonio stopped for a while. He was where he needed to be. He could always come here, he just wished he could be here all the time. He knew he belonged here, it's where his heart was.
How much I love you
He knelt on the ground and carefully placed the bouquet in front of the grave stone. This person was someone special to him.
Please don't take my sunshine away
The grave stone was clean and shined like the sky above it
Lovino Vargas
Loved by many as a man with a strong will and older brother.
Lovino had been dead for years. He knew that with his immortal life he would never seem him again, at least until his government completely colapses and people no longer identify themselves as Spanish.
He held the gun up to his temple. He knew it wouldn't work but there was no harm trying.
He began to cry. He had lost the meaning to life. He wished Lovino knew just how much he loved him when he was alive. He wished they could have been together. He wished he had the courage to confess before it was too late.
He took a deep breath before ehe pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the area as his world went black. He knew what death felt like but he didn't know what lay beyond that because ehe would simply come back.
Maybe one day Lovi... One day...