Where is Jareau?

We sat and whispered our wishes in each other ears beside the gentle stream.

The evening breeze simultaneously blew soft whistles that tickled at the chords of our hearts. What was supposed to be a ritual began heating up as romance as I looked deep into Jareau's prominent deep blue eyes. For what seemed like eternity, I was lost in the ocean of his tidal pupils.

It was the first day of the Wishes Ceremony held in our county every quarter in every year.We were not really adults by then but we knew well how to love. We had grown a fondness for each other since Jareau's parents relocated to the country side where I lived with grandmother. Beside the stream in the woods which we sat, had become our rendezvous recently.
After sessions of soft kisses and adolescent romance, we had our wishes written and placed in our hats- differently. The wishes, as we believed, were to be granted by the other party before the beginning of the next quarter of the Wishes Ceremony.

I waited patiently to reaf it when I get home.
The wish scribbled on his paper had been crazy, my heart broke feom every word of it and it made droplets of tears and curves of smiles slop down my cheeks.

He wrote "Hi Lola, I love it when you smile.
I can still feel the taste of your lips on my tongue. Your laughter lightened up my world and I can't describe how dull my heart beats without you here. I think I am in love with you.
But I have a terminal disease, I don't know if I'll be able to make it to the next ceremony.

If I do, Will you make an oath to marry me when we're grown?

If I don't, know that I died with a tear on my cheek for you
If I don't, promise me you won't cry
If I don't, promise you'll hold on to this love atleast for some time
If I don't, promise me you'll name your first son Jareau?"

I never wanted to think he'll be gone.
I've been coming to the woods everyday since the commencement of the next ceremony.
But Jareau isn't here...
Where is Jareau?

After 15 years now, I sit, looking at Jareau playing in a diatance.
Jareau my son, Jareau our son.