Then the day came that changed everything. You woke up sober and dressed neatly, even went so far as to shave your face and this suspicious behaviour had me trailing you once more as soon as you left the house. I watched from afar as you bought nice flowers and what seemed to be a picnic basket, of course you were preparing to meet her and that was something I didn't want to watch. But something made me follow you still. You took me by surprise as your journey led into the cemetery, I kept my distance as you paused near a grave for what seemed like hours. It took me a considerate amount of time to recognize the tears on your cheeks, 'cause I swear I had never seen you cry before. You left the flowers on the grave and walked away with the basket still in hand. I went home after that, I didn't need to see anymore.