𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑗𝑎ℎ ,

It was prom night.

I was dressed in red.

Strapless.

You gawked when I opened the door for you.

The roses were beautiful.

But beauty dies.

Love doesn't.

My mom loves you.

She thinks you're the one for me.

We laughed at that.

You jammed to your favorite songs in the car.

We laughed at that.

Everyone stared.

The bad boy

and

the sick girl.

We danced all night.

I forgot about everything ,

the worries ,

the pain,

the doubts,

and even the fact

that

my cancer

came

back.