Chloe Lane stared at the words encrypted on the tombstone as tears slid silently down her cheeks.
BRADY VICTOR BLACK
Beloved son of John and Isabella Black
August 7, 1981-August 7, 2002
"There is no fear in love, but perfect love casteth out fear..."
1 John 4:18
"I love you so much, Brady." She whispered softly to herself. "We were finally together after so long. Then you were taken from me as quickly as you came. I miss you so much."
The tears streaked her face. Brady was gone. All their plans, their dreams together, would never come true. Never again would she feel Brady's warm, safe embrace. Never again would she hear his voice, reassuring her everything would be alright. Never again would she see his beautiful face, kiss his lips, feel his touch.
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One more day, one more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied...
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"If only I could have one more day." She whispered. "You were taken from me so quickly. I just need to see you, hear your voice, feel your love. Just for one more day." She looked up to the sky, half expecting to see Brady transcend down from Heaven, or at least some sign from God. She saw nothing but clouds.
She sighed and wiped the tears from her eyes. She bent and placed a rose on his grave. She quietly walked from the graveyard, never noticing the light behind her, or Brady's eyes watching her sadly.
BRADY VICTOR BLACK
Beloved son of John and Isabella Black
August 7, 1981-August 7, 2002
"There is no fear in love, but perfect love casteth out fear..."
1 John 4:18
"I love you so much, Brady." She whispered softly to herself. "We were finally together after so long. Then you were taken from me as quickly as you came. I miss you so much."
The tears streaked her face. Brady was gone. All their plans, their dreams together, would never come true. Never again would she feel Brady's warm, safe embrace. Never again would she hear his voice, reassuring her everything would be alright. Never again would she see his beautiful face, kiss his lips, feel his touch.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One more day, one more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"If only I could have one more day." She whispered. "You were taken from me so quickly. I just need to see you, hear your voice, feel your love. Just for one more day." She looked up to the sky, half expecting to see Brady transcend down from Heaven, or at least some sign from God. She saw nothing but clouds.
She sighed and wiped the tears from her eyes. She bent and placed a rose on his grave. She quietly walked from the graveyard, never noticing the light behind her, or Brady's eyes watching her sadly.
