Anon - Waifu feels

>You sit with your waifu, relaxing in the gentle spring breeze.
>The sun shines, the birds tweet, and it seems there was nothing in the world that could ruin this special moment for you.
>The breeze picks up, and dark clouds threatening to burst head your way.
>Well, maybe one thing.
>You pick up your things and turn to your waifu.

"I best be going before I get drenched again. I'll see you tomorrow yeah?"

>She didn't answer, she didn't need to.
>You knew her answer anyway.
>Everyday, for the past year, you met at this spot.
>There, you would rest, relax, forget about the days troubles and just spend time together.
>Sometimes you would talk about anything and everything.
>Sometimes you would just sit and listen to the sounds of nature, birds singing, the gentle wind.
>Sometimes it would get cold, especially in winter, but it never fazed you.
>You promised her you would visit every day.
>You weren't about to break that promise because of some cold weather.
>You look at the bouquet of flowers.
>They were your waifu's favourite.
>You gently place them on her headstone, and leave.