The funeral was yesterday. They buried him yesterday. Yesterday was the last time I will ever see the love of my life.

Now I'm standing at his grave. I brought flowers, but I haven't put them down yet.

There so much I should have said. There's so much I want to say, that now I'll never get the chance to.

I loved him. No, I love him. I will always love him. No matter who else I meet and love in my life I will always love him the most. He was my person. My soulmate.

I would do anything to see him again. Anything, just to tell him that I love him. To hear him one more time and see his face. To have him hold me in his arms and say that he loves me. But I know that can never happen.

I place the flowers so that there leaning against the stone. On the stone are the words:

Finn Hudson

Our Quarterback

He was my quarterback. My one true love. My person. My endgame. My soulmate. My happily ever after. My home.

"Goodbye, Finn." I whispered before I walked away in tears.

Cory Monteith

May 11, 1982 - July 13, 2013

Two years to the day.