She stood alone in the field, the soil still fresh and damp, the smell of the grass evident in the passing wind. She wiped the few tears that managed to escape when she was holding back everything during the ceremony.

The sun peeked through the clouds, the warmth spreading through her. She bent down and left a white rose on the overturned soil, and for a second, she felt like Sehun was standing there with her. She saw his bright smile he rarely showed, and she heard his voice, telling her the one thing he never failed to say when she felt bad.

"When things go wrong, we just go on. We don't stop, because everything gets better."

The idea of Sehun dying but still leaving behind a comforting, supporting presence to his loved one has always struck me as more expressive of true love rather than all the fluffy, romantic date times he might come up with if he was alive.

But if I'm being truly honest though, I would die if this ever happened to me. I mean, who would want to trade fluffy times with Sehun for him dying and feeling his presence? Let's be real here. The first part of my note was simply me trying to be an annoying, hopeless romantic. Disregard it.