>>3457864if time causes her to go from a crushed flower to a wilted and crushed flower, she'll only be that much more beautiful.
by my still unwavering devotion, it should be obvious enough to her when I'm still all over her after all this time.
I would be complaining about my old man pains most likely and she would knit if her arthritis isn't too bad.
Go through the motions, look at her picture and cry for hours every now and then, die alone when I finally wake up on the day where I'm too weak to rise out of bed, at which point I will reach into my drawer for the gun.
I am not sure what she would do, to be honest.