Don't Weep At My Tombstone Novels & Stories

I didn’t have to glance to look at the graves to read the names on the tombstones. I feel weakened and sick as I took each step towards my desired destination. I was one of the many reasons why this city is filled with more tombstones than the combined living beings. I am one of the cause why this place was doomed in the past. The city my sister built on her own. I stopped dead on my tracks. I had already reached the place. Before I could register anything, a single tear escaped my eye and fall on the white stone in front of me. Selene

"Alex, wake up! You haven’t had a chance to tell me anything yet!" A light drizzle began to fall on the red grave strewn with rose petals. The intense scent of wet earth mingled with my sobs as I knelt, weak, in front of the damp, black-painted wooden headstone. My heart felt shattered, and the pain was unbearable. The man who had once filled my days was gone forever, and the tangled threads of our secrets would never be fully unraveled.

" I floated beside the gravestone, quietly listening to Mom's apology. Sunlight spilled across the stone. The tiny flowers on the hillside swayed softly in the breeze, as though mourning my short and painful life. Dad left, supported by Mom, yet he kept turning back, calling my name. "I'll visit you often, Callum…" Mom also took a final look at the gravestone, her gaze filled with lingering sorrow and guilt. Then, she helped Dad walk farther and farther away. In the end, only my spirit remained on the hillside, along with the photograph of my shy smile on the gravestone. The wind drifted gently across the hill. Dainty white petals drizzled onto the gravestone, like a final farewell meant onl

And though the road ahead seemed shrouded in darkness, I knew that Rose's light would guide me through the shadows, a beacon of hope in the depths ___ The weight of loss hung heavy upon me as I stood by Rose's freshly dug grave. Her absence felt like a gaping wound in my heart, a painful reminder of the fleeting nature of life. With somber reverence, I placed a single red rose atop her burial mound, a silent tribute to the love we once shared.

I press my unsteady hand to the cold stone, a wave of sorrow washing through me. I can see them again, as if they are here with me. Not how they looked when I found them dead or the last time I saw them. But mom and dad’s smiles when they came home from a date night. Or Mason’s grin when he got the bigger piece of cake and I got the smallest. This headstone reminds me they lived, not just died, and I don’t know how to fucking handle that. “Why are you doing this?” I whisper in defeat, slamming my fist into my chest to make sure my heart’s still beating. It’s overwhelming and I try to control the tears as I look up at the sky to regain my composure.

EPILOGUE LILIANA I’ve been staring at the tombstone for the past hour, reluctant to move a muscle and just letting my tears stain the front of my blouse. Two precious lives lost in barely a year . How do I move on? I might have known them in a short time but the bond I’ve formed with them carries in my heart like a stubborn reminder of what we could’ve been. Somebody comes up from behind me. The fact that I know who it is makes the loss in my chest triple a thousand fold. The person stands beside me without a word, gazing at the letters engraved into marble at the head of the tomb.

There were a few graves too, cemented with a white tombstone and their names engraved on it. She walked to the one which was Toby's, his name badly written on it with his birth year and death year. There was a note written on his tombstone, she picked the paper up, re reading the words that said; 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖. She placed it back, laying it alongside the freshly plucked bundle of rose flowers and sitting by the side, for a moment she went silent, allowing tears to freely flow from her eyes before speaking.

He was mourning for is brother, with whom he had estranged a long time ago. Jade mimicked Adryan's actions and placed the boquet of white carnations on the tomstone as well. 'I hope you find peace in the afterlife' she thought. As Jade and Adryan turn to leave, with their hands clasped, a leaf from the weeping willow blows in the wind and lands lightly on the tombstone. ~ The end ~

* Julliane * At present..... The wind in the cemetery had begun to carry a sharp, biting chill, signaling the coming of colder days. The once golden leaves of a tree now scattered around my feet, crunching under my boots as I stood still, unmoving, in front of my grandpa's tombstone. The sun had dipped low behind the trees, casting long, solemn shadows over the cemetery. I didn't cry anymore, not because I didn't want to, but because I had no tears left.

The cemetery, once filled with mourners, now echoed with a profound silence, accentuating the solitude of Lily and her grieving mother. "Lily, darling, let's go?" her mother invited. "You can go ahead, Mom," Lily replied. Her mother nodded, respecting her decision. She left, leaving Lily alone. Lily sat on the grass, quietly gazing at her father's tombstone. Once again, tears welled up in her eyes. Alone by her father's tombstone, Lily couldn't hold back the waves of grief any longer. Tears streamed down her face as she sat there, the weight of loss pressing heavily on her heart. The tombstone, a silent witness to her sorrow, stood as a marker of the love and memories engraved in her soul.