He went back to the classroom they had together, art. It was bright in the room. Just like the days he spent with her. The class was empty, being it the end of school. Everything stacked neatly. He remembered her smile and the way she laughed. He was smiling himself, when he thought of the happy memory. Even the memory of the time they painted mustaches on each other or put away the supplies. The happy times...but those were back then. When they were still together. He went back to the coffee place they used to go to, almost everyday. It was still going, although, not much people were there. He sat down and ordered two. As he waited, he looked out the window. Rembering the way she sat and ate. He shook his head and thought,"you lucky bastard. You had your chance." He remembered her dark brown eyes. When she drank or ate or did anything, they still looked down. Still looked murky and broken. Like she was sad and just wanted things to be okay. Those eyes he fell in love with. He'll never forget it. After finishing one of his drinks,he went to the florist. There he got a bokay of beautiful flowers,all different. "She never did like one, she loved all. ",he thought. The florist asked,"For your wife?" He chuckled,"Ah,no. I'm not married and niether am I seeing anyone. But it is for someone special." He payed and left. As he came to his final destination. He walked n walked. Until he came to a large stone. He was sorry he wasnt there that day. He had already broken down from the news, he had already planned everything, so now he promised to always come back. He laid the flowers near the stone, put the second coffee near the flowers, and put the picture of them two in art class. He patted the stone and said" I miss u stacie" and left. As he left the stone that said"Stacie Nik She fought bravely"