Dear Little Bean

I'm so sorry.

But you are living a better life now.

High, amongst the sky gods, the stars, the planets, and everything that ever was or ever will be.

You will shine bright, my little bean.

You will shine brighter than i could ever afford you to.

After all I am just a kid myself, how could I raise a kid by myself?

A constant reminder of such a tragic event, but you my dear, you are not tragic.

You are everything I could hope for.

You are everything that was or will be.

You are my little bean.

I love you.

I'm so sorry.

Forgive me.