everything happened so fast. i was told on monday that you had the symptoms of a fever on friday and by sunday you were gone.
i miss you and i hate it that we lived far away and i didn’t phone you enough, but you were only a little child who didn’t care about phone conversations.
it burns… this pain of not seeing you again, not holding you and not hearing your voice burns like crazy. but we must move on so we cope as much as we can… in the end we’ll make sense about your sudden death and accept it as much as we can.