If Someday We Share a Snowfall, Then in This Life We Have Shared Our Graying Years

I died. I was hit by a car.

How long have I been dead? I can't remember. Probably a few decades.

Ever since I died, I've been drifting around in front of my tombstone.

Honestly, I never expected this to happen after I died.

We'd promised to spend the rest of our lives together, but sometimes an accident comes before tomorrow.

Watching him stand at my grave, crying, I can't help remembering the moment we first met.