Connor McKinley sat on the bus. He was alone, and there were few people riding with him. It was the bus that ran farthest out of town. He was going to see Kevin.
Flowers in his hand, he checked his watch repeatedly. He was running late, and he'd made a promise to be there earlier.
"Hey kid, where are you heading?" The driver asked, looking back quickly. Connor wasn't exactly a kid. He was in his late twenties, but his facial creams had done him some good. Shrugging his shoulders, he simply replied, "There."
He looked on at a house in the distance. It was where he imagined himself living with Kevin someday. His plans were eventually shattered, but it was nice to have dreams.
"You can let me off here." Opening the door, the driver nodded slowly as Connor stepped off the bus. Muttering a small thanks, he smoothed his hands on his jeans and took another look at his flowers.
He sighed, watching his breath skate across the air. It was winter and he had hoped that Kevin hadn't been waiting too long, although Connor was already late.
"No day but today…." He managed out. Walking across the street, he felt unreal. It was quiet, almost too quiet.
The sky was cloudy, and it warned that it might hail. He hadn't thought of taking his umbrella, so his coat's hood would have to suffice. Looking around, he couldn't find Kevin anywhere. Stepping onto the grass, he heard his feet crunch the small layer of ice.
Looking around, he felt alone.
Finally, he found Kevin. Approaching him, Connor had a smile on his face that almost looked forced. He was full of emotions he just couldn't express. Staring at the ice, he decided it was his time to talk.
"Kevin, I'm sorry. I know I promised I'd be here sooner. It's just really hard for me to make it all the way out here sometimes. I brought you flowers, though. I hope you like them. I know they're you're favorite kind. Anyways, what I just wanted to say is that I'll always love you. No matter what. I will, and my feelings won't change. I know you told me I need to move on but I can't. You're my true love. You always were, you always will be."
Face still pointed at the ground, tears formed in the corners of his eyes.
There was only silence in the air.
"I'm sorry, Kevin. I'm so fucking sorry. I love you. I'll never give up on you."
He stood in the cold without moving. He was fully crying, now, forced to stare at his shoes. This wasn't a good day, and it had barely begun. Wiping his face, he looked up.
The sky was as dark as it was before, accompanied by a scarcity of people.
Placing the flowers on the ground, he forced a smile. There were still tears in his eyes, but to any passing person they would look like tears of joy.
He smiled not for himself, but for Kevin. For what taught him to be a better person. For what filled his life with love and laughter. For what held the flowers off the ground.
"Here lies Kevin Price. Loving son and fiance."