Silence filled the deserted place with the lush of green Bermuda grass, shivering whisper of wind and tall trees shedding this desolated place as Michael came and stayed for a moment.
He took the scented candles out from his old bag and calmly lit them with the patient flame one by one. Immediately, he placed them above the smooth marbled plate. Fresh red roses added more beauty to the name engraved - Juliet. He uttered no words from his mouth sealed with grief and sorrowful memories. Such pain he felt as he sang the song they used to sing when they were still together. In the interim, tears fell down like crystals on his pale face. Suddenly, he pocketed a tiny bottle then stared the liquid inside it, then glancing back to the name of his dearest. Before the sun kissed the calm sea, he emptied the bottle at once.
Momentarily… such a lugubrious silence filled the place once again.
