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PRESENT TIME, A MONTH LATER, IN THE AFTERNOON, AT MY MOM'S GRAVE

PRESENT TIME, A MONTH LATER, IN THE AFTERNOON, AT MY MOM'S GRAVE

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L O U I S


„I love you, Mom. You were always there for me when I was sick, when I was stuck, when I wanted to kill myself, when I cryed and when I was down. You accepted me and who I am and who I love and that's something I am very very glad of. You could have hate me and throw me out of the house but you didn't. When I was a kid and fell, you were the one who helped me up from the ground. You always helped me up and I can't express how sorry I am that I wasn't able to catch you when you fell. You fell asleep, just like the love of my life did. Can you see him? Can you ask him if he's okay? Can you tell him that I miss him very very much? Can you tell him that he never leaves my thoughts? Can you tell him that I still want to cuddle him, kiss him and touch him? Can you tell him that I still love him more than anything and anyone in the world? I am sorry to say that, Mom, I love you too of course. I will visit your grave everyday and I won't ever forget you also, I promise. You were always there for me and I want to thank you for that. You were the best Mom I could have ever wished for. It's time to say goodbye now. I won't ever in my whole life forget you, Mom. I hope you look down on me and smile. Tell Hazza how much I think about him and love him. Bye, Mom. I am sure that we will see eachother again one day. Until then."

I lay down the flowers on Moms' grave and gulp tightly, tears running down my cheeks.

Mom's with the love of my life now.

They are at peace.

I hope I will be at peace one day too.

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