it starts with a lone woman, sitting on a bench in coney island, remembering the exciting early days she used to have with her beloved. in this place.
she thinks about what went wrong from those bright days to where they were now.
her, alone, in the place they used to call theirs. their relationship, over.
they were supposed to spend the rest of their lives together...
her trying everything she could to keep his attention, he was right there... yet he was nowhere to be found.
she wonders if she pushed too hard, what she did wrong.
they've been stuck in this sick tortured cycle of fights, ambivalent toleration, and cold shoulders for years now.
where did all those bright lights go?
at the end of it all, she's sorry she didn't stop the cycle.
she's sorry that she let him go.
we see the husband's perspective.
he's sitting on that bench in coney island, wondering what all his accolades, awards, and cheers at work were for, if he lost the one thing that mattered to him the most.
he recalls the hundreds of times he pushed her away, but she was too polite to leave him.
they both wonder if things were better when they were uncertain, young, and non-committal. instead of tied down, permanent, and old.
they both wonder if they would forgive each other even if they've already moved on long past their broken love; too wise to give that trust back, too old to care.
they're both sorry they let each other go once they got married.
we flashback to their last moments together, before they returned to coney island by their lonesomes.
they both decided on their own to let bygones be bygones, and rekindle the love that was still there but buried under all the heartbreak and shouts and tears.
it was her husband's birthday, and so she decided she'd spend the entire day making this grand full course of meals, bake a cake from scratch, talk about how she wants to stop the fighting. get back to how they used to be.
her husband decided that maybe they could spend his birthday in coney island, right by their old spot in the green line, by the gold clock. he planned to have a picnic there, and maybe they could get back to how they used to be when they were young and falling in love teenagers in coney island.
when he gets back home they fight yet again, over the stupidest thing of how they both wanted to spend this special day. he kept trying to insist her to abandon the meals she'd spent the entire day slaving away to make for some "surprise". and in the heat of the fight, frustrated over her stubbornness, the husband walks out and drives away.
they both didn't know that was going to be their last fight.
the woman finds out over her husband's plans. that he was headed to coney island when he drove away. that he had a surprise for her waiting there.
now she's on that bench in coney island alone, sorry that she'd spent so many years not saying his name. even at his funeral.
now he's also on that bench in coney island, right there, but nowhere to be found.
they're both sorry that when they finally got together again, they were just too late.
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