Regrets

I watch you walk over to me with that same angry/sad look on your face.
I watch as you sit down in silence. I stand infront of you, I'm wearing my blue and white gypsy skirt, your favorite, with my hands clasped infront of me
but as usual you won't look at me.
The plastic on the flowers you brought me makes the only noise as the cool autum breeze ruffles them.
As I waite for you to begin, the silence grows louder and louder until you finaly say "I can't do this anymore...its time for me to move on".
I stand in silence as I've heard this before, infact you say it every time you come back to me.
Angry you say to me "I don't know why you were never happy with me, you were always so negative, everything I said you took wrong".
I watch as the muscles in your face harden and as your face does a slight twitch then harden as you lower your eyes and say "I'm leaving you today".
I gently brush your cheek with with my fingers as I tell you I miss you.
You brush them away as if its nothing more than an annoying little gnat.
You sit quietly as if your waiting for my response.
A tear slips down my face in silence as your lower your face into your cupped hands and cry. Sobbing you say "Oh god baby why did you do this!"
My hands drop to my sides as the wounds on my wrists open back up and bleed silent tears to the soft grass below.
You dry your eyes and put the flowers you brought me, lillies my favorite, onto my cold headstone...your fingers linger for a moment and you whisper
" I love you I'll see you next week".
I watch you leave and the wind carries my whisper to you "Im sorry I love you too come back to me".....