He kneeled down to place the flowers in front of her gravestone then gently
pressed his lips to it. It was raining. It always seemed to rain when he
was there. It masked his tears, that was the only plus. It had been years,
but it never got any easier. He still loved her just as fiercely as he had
when she was alive. That's why he came every year on her birthday, and
Christmas, and Mother's Day...all the holidays he wished he could have
celebrated with her. Everyone had expected him to move on one day, but he
just couldn't do that. There wasn't a woman alive who could ever take her
place. He knew he could never be happy without her, so he put all his
energy into finding the person who took her away from him. The car that hit
her never stopped. He knew it was more than just your average hit and run.
Looking back at the footage from the hover drone, he saw that the car had
no plates, and very darkly tinted windows. "Don't worry baby, I'm going to
find out who did this to you...and once I make them pay, we'll be together
again. I love you baby," he said. He had been working at it for years, and
he was finally getting somewhere. Soon, his final mission would be
complete.
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Birds know it's best
To fly
And not stick around
And cry
If there is a chance
Just one in this world
That we'll ever dance
Again as it turns
If there is a chance
If there is a way
There's one record left
That you haven't heard
And I'll keep it spinning
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Cardigans
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Birds know it's best
To fly
And not stick around
And cry
If there is a chance
Just one in this world
That we'll ever dance
Again as it turns
If there is a chance
If there is a way
There's one record left
That you haven't heard
And I'll keep it spinning
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Cardigans
