dear mom,
i listened to daddy and your's song.
daddy told me one time that this was
the song you guys danced to and met to.
i listened closely to the song
and i could feel the meaning
of love, secrets, the hidden lies,
everything.
i wish you both were here with me
to listen to it.
love,
ann
neatly written on a piece of paper next to a cd. she sits down as she listens to the song playing as she stares at the device in her hand. she bites her lip as she drags the device against her wrist.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mom,
Short Storya girl sending letters to her mother. {lowercase intended} Short Story #131 on 6.4.14 cover created by @modestmuslimah