I just started a business. I'm finally going for my goals.
I want to bring you with me. You work hard and your son knows.
You're the first one that I told, so let's make a million dollars.
You're a single mom, and I hate to see you struggle.
We went to school together. You knew who was my crush.
You were a bridesmaid for my wedding. The flower boy was your son.
You're my best friend, and I want to bring you a long.
Ride the success train with me. Get rid of your 9-5.
You always said how you wanted to be able to take your son to see the country where you were born.
Well, hun, Romania awaits!
Let's start now. You never know what tomorrow holds.
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Happy Birthday! You're 28.
I know that I am late.
Yesterday I was in a meeting with a client. I know you say it's fine, but I still should have told you sooner.
What's new?! 28 can't be that bad.
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OMG! Your son lost his first tooth!
He's the luckiest little boy alive because his mommy is you.
You were there for his first steps. His first words, and now his first lost tooth!
You saw his first day of school. I can't wait until you see his first girlfriend.
Can you imagine his first dance?! You'll have to tell me all about it.
His first job, and his first apartment. When he graduates, and gets married.
I can't wait to see his first car that you picked out just for him.
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I can't sleep so I'm going to clean. Man this table's filthy.
10:45 pm. *Sigh* Let me just scrub this table.
After this I'll force myself to go to sleep.
Hehe. I can't believe he lost his first tooth.
Crazy, he's only 5.
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*Ring, *Ring, *Ring
"Hello?
I'm just at the pawn shop selling my TV. I never use it.
And the antique sewing machine is just taking up space.
Am I sitting down?
No.
I'm headed to the car.
I'm not driving, my husband is.
Just tell me,
I'm sure it's not that bad.
Okay, okay.
I'm starting to sit down in the car.
What do you mean?
I just talked to her Saturday.
You're lying.
If this is your version of a joke, it's not fucking funny.
What do you mean last night?
10:45pm?"
*Click*
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Tell me it's not true! Call me now.
Tell me it's all a sick joke and you're actually still alive.
You just had your 28th birthday on the 8th! Yesterday was was the 30th.
Don't tell me you only made it 12 days after your birthday.
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"Is it true? Is she gone? Please tell me they're lying."
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"Mom, they just told me that she passed away last night. Is it true? Please tell me they're lying. Call me back when you get this message and let me know that they got it wrong."
*Beep*
My mother called me back almost right away. You should have seen how fast she was.
You would be so surprised. But my heart has been ripped in two.
She only said a couple words, "It's true."
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I'm so mad at you. You're last post on Facebook, you said that it was going to be a good day.
You got behind the wheel and you couldn't wait until you were home.
You had to go and pull out your phone.
You were so excited to tell your twin brother that you bought your son a TV.
Your son was in the back seat! He came out with two broken legs and a broken arm.
He made it out with his life, but a piece of it is missing.
You died on impact! You started texting on the highway and swerved into the wrong lane.
By the time you noticed and tried to swerve back, it was already too late.
And now everyone's heart ache's.
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I wish you were here. Did you see how many people showed up to your funeral?
I can't help but to think that if I helped you get started in the business, I could have prevented you from driving that day.
Instead of attending your funeral, we'd be talking your future and getting you on your way.
Your son would have his mommy, your parents would have their daughter, and I would have a business partner and friend.
I was looking forward to the day when you didn't have to work and just travled around the world.
But now you're gone.
It feels so cold.
I just started my business;
You were only 28 years, 11 days, 22 hours, and 45 minutes old.
YOU ARE READING
28 Years, 11 Days, 22 Hours, 45 Minutes
شِعرYou didn't make it long. You left a hole. You broke a heart.