Morning Light (brojen one shots!)

"Dear Jojen,"

Dear Jojen, I've miss you terribly. Its been two weeks with you gone. I hope you have fun where you are, our children want to hug you again but you can't..your gone. I remember when we ran to the meadow while class, I didn't want to but you told me it was a skip day and I gave in, we looked up at the sky and saw different clouds. That was fun and sweet. I remember when we had our first kiss, it was at prom and I felt sparks when our lips touched, you told me that you booked a room for us but I knew it didn't feel right. But you smiled and told me that you'll sleep on the floor while I slept on the bed, it was sweet but I told you that its okay, we ended up cuddling and watching TV till seven in the morning. We stole all the mini shampoos and conditioners, also the towels. I loved how you asked me to marry you; you brought me to the school where we met, and took me to our old homeroom class and made love to me on the teachers desk. And you asked right after, it was the most romantic thing anyone has done. Our wedding was even better, my father had passed due to cancer and I didn't have anyone to give me away, but you saw me walking alone down the aisle, and you ran to me and held my hand the whole way, we started to cry, well..I did, you held me so tight. Our vows were amazing, even yours. Our first baby, you remember Jojen? Little Arrynia? How she was born was scary, but we both lived, I had to give birth out of my belly. There were a 50°/. Chance I would live, but you stayed with me the whole time and preying that I will live along with the baby. Our second baby was easier. Then came your depression, the isolation that made me feel left out, the crying every night, the cutting on your once perfect skin that I always traced my fingers on, the suicidal thoughts you had, then came..THE DAY..the day you hung yourself, coming home to that scared me, hurt me, angered me and so much more emotions ran though my mind. The cops were called, the ambulance came to take your body; your lifeless body on the bed..cold, numb, and stiff. We had you in ashes and in a box with memories of all of us. If only I got you help, had you happy. But now I'm stuck feeling alone, I hold you every night, I cry just thinking about you. I'm so sorry Jojen, I will never let you go.
Love, Bran
Xoxo

A/N: hello sorry for a sad one. But its sort of cute.

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