the night you told me about her death, i cried along with you. i still remember how she felt like in my lap. even though all dogs die someday, i know that that she had been family. i don't suppose only close friends understand that enough to sympathise.
the night i held you while we stood by him, my heart broke. tears still sting my eyes to remember how battered you looked that night. it pains me greatly. you appeared stronger than i thought you might have been. but somehow, i could feel the ache. the recent spate of events had greatly saddened you as it did to me, but i know that it had made you stronger than ever. i will always, always be here for you and your family, if you ever need me.
I Used To Feel Alive
9 years ago
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