10 years later, I found this photo in a box. Of course, my instinct was to roll my eyes at my past teenage angst. After that reaction, I kinda just stared at it. Something was off.
Upon reviewing the photograph, my eyes were drawn to the dates on the joined headstone. This couple died 9 days apart from each other. Nine days isn’t enough to mourn. It’s as if they promised they would be together always.
Call me sentimental, but I hope someday I will find my til’ death partner.