Her black clothes clung to her as she reached the tombstone. The rain was coming down at a drizzle now, and so were her tears. 'No matter what I do, I am always messing up. I don't know why', she thought, clutching a sharp metal object in her hand. The tears seemed to grow heavy, and they fell quicker. Fat droplets fell to the ground, along with the sky's tears. She knelt down in front of the tombstone, tracing the engraving on the front.

'Thomas, my darling, I cannot live any longer. My heart is nothing without you, and nothing in my life seems right anymore. No matter how hard I try, I just keep screwing up. So please forgive me for what I am about to do. I will no longer trouble the world with my existence.'�

She took the object in her right hand and slid the sharp edge across her skin, but it did not cut through. The blade broke, and a hand lifted her wrist and kissed it softly. 'It would be a shame for the world to loose someone as sweet as you,'� murmured a figure, and then disappeared. She sat there, cupping her wrist with her other hand, tears falling uncontrollably. The wind, like a soft murmur, swept through the graveyard and disappeared.

She lifted her head to the sky, smiling, letting the rain wash away her tears as if they were he, who she loved, were doing so. 'I will continue to live on, my love. You have given me renewed hope and have not let me fail you. You have forgiven my weakness and made me whole again. I will live for the both of us now'�I love you'�'�

Then she stood up, placing a black rose on the grave, and smiled. 'We will meet again, my sweet, and be together for eternity.'�

Sonia Alley, pulling on her hood of her cloak to conceal her face, walked out of the graveyard, her head held up high. Nothing could stop her now.

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