Imagine your icon living with you through your whole life, and helping you always as much as they could. Remember all the bike rides, ale the swimming in the pool in the summer. Remember all the autumns where you used to jump into the leaves, and sharing hearty laughs. Remember all the winters where you sat down in the evening, covered by blankets together, head to head, and looking at the falling snow, with hot chocolate in your hands. Imagine your icon... standing over your grave, holding back their sobbing, but breaking into it, as they fall on the knees, and look at your name on the grave, with their theme playing slowly in the background. Imagine your icon... living forever. Without you.
...
