Ameer Troy.
four years later.
Dear Ameer,
If you're reading this I passed away. In my last days I wrote a note for everyone that I loved, including Jaia, I hope that you will read it to her and let her know who I am throughout her life.
It sickens me to know that our story got cut short so soon, a little over a year for us, who knows how many more we would've had. If I didn't say it enough I love you, I love you so much. Our love taught me so much about myself and the type of love I give, I hope that it has taught you things about yourself too.
I'm so happy that I was able to share Jaia with you, and leave something behind in this world, a part of me that will live forever through her and her kids, and her kids kids, and her kids kids kids and to know that I will never be forgotten. I want you to know that no matter how hard the days may be, you will be okay, I will be there, and our love will keep you strong.
If marriage was in our future, I do.
If more kid's were in our future, I wanted them.
If building that house was in our future, I was ready.
I was ready for my whole life with you.
I love you so much, kiss Jaia for me everyday.
She's our forever.
loved always, your Toot.
"Daddy!" I looked up from the frame in my hands that held the note Tootie had written for me at Jaia.
"Yes, Chanel?"
"It's mommy's birfday." I nodded standing up and picking her up. "Her 23."
"Yup, mommy's 23 today." I nodded. "We'll go tell her happy birthday like before."
"Then we go to school?" I nodded.
"That's not til later though, Toot."
"I hungry." she said.
"Where's Nova?" I asked noticing her not running up behind Toot.
"Her sleep still."
"Go wake her up." I put her down on the ground, allowing her to run to Nova's room. Clicking on Instagram I smiled seeing Tootie's face as the first one.
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General Fiction"baby i'm talking crazy i, need you right in my space." my works #3. #4 in urban story, 03/13/'20.