This is really short but I like it. Please review! Sorry Steph.

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He sits alone, shaking slightly in the cool winter breeze. The moonlight shines down behind him, his body a silhouette against the purity of the night sky. Though the breeze is strong, it is not the cause of his trembling. Instead he focuses on the dark, cold slab at his feet.

Dominic Carter

born. 17 March 1986, died 3 June 2004

Loving son of John and Samantha

Beloved of Sebastian

Sobs rack the boy’s body, as memories of better times ambush him.

Days in the sun, wrapped in Dominic’s arms. Romantic, candlelit dinners. Even cold winter nights in front of the fire. All with Dominic.

“Why?” he cries into the still night. “I don’t deserve this!”

But even as he speaks those words, he knows the truth. This isn’t about him. It’s about Dominic. Dominic was the one who didn’t deserve this.

Always the kind soul, he was never in trouble with the law, or with anyone else for that matter. Not just a pretty face but a caring person as well, he was the epitome of perfection. But for one thing:

He had cancer.

His life cut short, he lived it to the full, enjoying each day as it came.

“This isn’t fair!” the boy cries. “He never did anything wrong. He never hurt anyone. He deserved to live! With me…”

The boy’s voice dies away, the wind carrying his words out across the graveyard. Silence reigns. The boy pulls his knees up and wraps his arms around them. His head bows, tears falling freely down his soft cheeks. A few moments later he gathers himself and, stuttering slightly to begin with, he speaks. Not to the heavens, as before, but to the slab of concrete in front of him.

“I can’t do this, Dom. I can’t be here without you. I’m dying inside.”

Suddenly he laughs bitterly.

“Sorry babe… Ironic, isn’t it? The only thing I want to do right now is the one thing I can’t do. I know that I promised, but it’s just so hard. Dom…I can’t get you out of my head. You haunt my dreams and the hole you left never fills, not even for a minute. I don’t want to be her anymore. Not without you.

“Isn’t it amazing? Considering we were only together for, what, six months? That I could fall so deeply in love in so short a period of time. I wish I could go back to the very first day I met you. You were so breathtaking, and that didn’t change, not for one moment. You are the thing of dreams, of fairytales. I was so lucky to have you. I love you so much.”

The boy sniffs, but can’t repress a small smile at the thought of Dominic.

“They got me, love. They found my one weakness, my Achilles heel. You’re my everything, sweetie. And I’ll do anything for you. Even if that means living here without you.”

He sobered.

“I’ll make it, though, and I can’t wait until we can be together again. I’ll keep my promise. I’ll be happy. But I’ll be happier when I see you. I love you.”

The boy sits in silence, contemplating the long life before him. Though there would be hurdles and long periods of loneliness and despair, he would get through it. He had to. For love.

The moon dips lower. On a faraway hill, a silhouette can be seen of a young man, determination and renewed hop evident in his steps. With a tinge of sadness, he disappears but the strength of his love lingers on, never to be forgotten.

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I told you it was short! Please review! I live on feedback. :)