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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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