Until Next Time.
Dear Mom,
Are you happy up there?
I'm happy to think you're breathing fresh air.
I still tell myself you'll pop up somewhere.
You always taught me life isn't fair.
I know you were suffering beyond repair.
Without you mom, I'm left in despair.
I try my best to hide the tears.
Losing you was my biggest fear.
I see you in myself, with anything I do.
Everything I know is because, of you.
I can't thank you enough for the time that we've had.
Despite I want more, it's something I can't have.
Love always,
Jelly
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