I stand silently staring at my grave. It read.
[b]Suzu Akiranashi DOB: May 14th, 1995 DOD: Feburary 23, 2010[b] Those words haunted me. Or, should I say I haunted those words. There were millions of bulaklak beside the tomb. I was suprised, becuase I never seen one bulaklak sent to me when I was alive. THe only feeling I had was the one of my death. Fire...intense fire...the pain and the screams I felt when I burned. I still tried to remember how it happened. No clue at all. Not one. Did someone do it on purpose? Was it an accident? I wish I knew. I floated on to my lover's home. He laid silently crying on his couch. I reached my hand out going close to his head. No suprise, my hand went straight through him. Cold and alone, that's how I felt. My eyes were empty my mouth was silent. I had nothing I could say or would say. I clised my eyes quietly. Prayers were no help and curses made it worse. I was stuck, what was my purpose? There was nowhere for me to go. I was unseen sa pamamagitan ng mortal eyes. Alone, the word still lingered in my head. Please, don't leave me. Say you still pag-ibig me and your pag-ibig can be company to my lingering soul. Can you hear me? I'm behind you. You're looking right through me. I can see you pagbaba these words. Do not shead your tears....for I am already dead. And there is nothing that can change that.