dear Jonah,
its been two weeks since your funeral.
I never thought that attending my loves funeral would be so soon, I wish it hadn’t been.
Your clothes remain hung in the wardrobe, I genuinely love the smell. I always have.
I was clearing out yesterday and I found our holiday pictures in Australia, your hair was really different back then. It looked cute but you thought it resembled your younger cousins, which you apparently hated. I still laugh at your whining the whole time.
I miss having our petty arguments, I miss having you here, I miss your smile, your glistening eyes, your little facial hairs, I miss everything about you.
you were so careful, beautiful and thoughtful.
I adored your personality more than anything when we first met.
you’re precious.
I love you.
Cass.
YOU ARE READING
dear jonah
Short StoryPouring the heart and soul onto a piece of paper, for a loved one. 15.09.13 - short story #357 07.10.13 - short story #261 © angeldaze 2013. All rights reserved.