Goodbye

A years worth of tears splashed down my bright red cheeks. I rested my violets by the gravestone, with my attached message:
Dear Sis,
I love you. I always have. I don't know how I will cope without you. It should of been me to die. You are the better one. I love you.
Love Ems.

I wanted to write so much more, but my sister wouldn't ever even read it so it was pointless. My parents and me were the Only people left at the grave. My mums face was a red as a tomato, covered in tears. I didn't know my mum cries. But now I did. This was it. The fun in my life was over. My sister was gone. Goodbye.