Santana sighed as she walked through the Lima Cemetery. She had finally cried out all her tears and was ready to do this. Or so she thought. As soon as she squatted sown in front of her girlfriend's tombstone, she almost broke down. "Hey Rae... I know that I suck because I haven't come to visit you yet. I just... I didn't want it to be even more real, you know? I mean, you know how I am. Santana 'Put off the inevitable' Lopez. I just... I miss you so much and I... I have something to say. This is a prime example of my procrastination skills, because I have been wanting to say this for a really long time. I just never found that perfect, romantic moment that Rachel Berry deserves. I... I love you, Rachel." A sob tore from Santana's throat. "I love you. And I will until the day that I die, even if you won't be here with me. There will never be anyone else who will ever see me the way you do. You're everything to me. You made me a better person and you're the reason I changed from the heartless bitch in high school to the woman who was good enough to earn a second chance with you and try to make up for everything I said to you in high school. I will only ever regret two decisions in my life and they both are a result of the one fault in me that you could never change. I regret not opening up and seeing how amazing you were in high school. If I had we could have had so many more amazing memories and a lot more time together. I also regret not telling you this when I first realized it. I never dreamed that I wouldn't get the chance to see your beautiful face when I told you. I never thought I wouldn't get to see your eyes light up like they no doubt would have. I love you, Rae." Santana said, whispering the last sentence as she stood up. Suddenly, there was a breeze and Santana felt something hit her leg. Looking down, she gasped and she bent down to pick up the lily that was at her feet. There was only one person who she had ever told that it was her favorite flower
FLASHBACK
"Santana, don't you think those roses are pretty?" Rachel asked her girlfriend as they walked through a flower shop. They were looking for some flowers to get Quinn's daughter, Beth, after a recital. Santana looked over at the smaller brunette and smiled.
"Yea, I guess." she said, squeezing her hand. Rachel gaped at her.
"You guess?" she asked. Santana laughed.
"Yes, you parrot. Always repeating whatever I say." Santana said. Rachel giggled. "Anyway, I like lilies better than roses." Santana continued.
"You do?" Santana nodded.
"Yea. They're my favorite flowers." Santana said.
"Really? I didn't know that. Why didn't you ever tell me?" Rachel asked. Santana shrugged.
"Having a favorite flower is exactly badass, Rach." Santana said. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Sweetie, you're something else." Rachel said. Santana smiled.
"And that's why you like me." Santana said, kissing the smaller brunette.
END FLASHBACK
Santana looked up at the sky. She looked back at the flower and took this as a sign that Rachel was watching her and trying to tell her that she loved her too. "I'm going to make you proud, baby. Every single thing I accomplish in life will be because of you and for you. I love you." Santana whispered, clutching the flower and leaving the cemetery, making a mental note to look up how to press flowers when she got home.