a towering grave

A girl of mid-twenties, perhaps, sitting in a graveyard on a stone bench, looking up at a towering grave. She is remembering being with him here, years ago, pointing together at the towering grave and mocking death. Now a small headstone with his name on it lies next to the towering grave, and it is small and meek in comparison; it is defeated; it is whimpering. The girl of mid-twenties, she attempts to get up and walk away, to cover up her ears to the whimpers, but she is stuck, watching the towering grave and the headstone with his name on it, through tears that burn.