"Hi mom. Hi dad... I know it's been a while. A few years at least. I know you're wondering if I ever got it... Everything I've ever wanted. You're wondering if I ever met him... And I want you to know that I did. I met him... And he's even better than I had ever even imagined. I love him more and more every day..."
There she stood, the red roses in her hands we're cold in the wind. And they'd soon be cold upon the ground, between the two stones protruding from the ground. Her pink quills blew gently in the wind as the tears graced her cheeks. She took a hand and swiped it across her cheeks.
The only sounds that made her triangular shaped ears twitch was the whistling of the breeze and the hooting of the owls.
"And I miss you every day..."
She placed the roses upon the flood and traced her fingers across the letters open the two stones. She found herself doing this more often than she'd like to admit. Tracing her parent's names in the air just so she wouldn't forget.
"I'm so sorry..."