Hi, baby. How are you? It's been 4 years since you left me. Now I sit beside your grave, writing a letter to you. I miss you so much. I bring you Dominic, your son, our son. He's okay now. He says that you don't have to worry about him.
Did you remember, 5 years ago? That moment... I love when you pushed me off to the wall, you kissed me, hard. Then told me that you love me for the rest of your life. Then you held my hands which was getting wet but you didn't care, you held them firmly. Then you smiled, whispered "we're gonna be a spouse. Together forever. I love you, Helena." I cried. Then we made out in that bed all night. I don't have to be scared 'cause you're right there for me. I love you, Dean. Most.
----Helena & Dominic
To : R.I.P. Dean Bonham
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