My doggy is dying and I’m sad. I wish I was home to be there and hold her and kiss her and pet her and say goodbye when the time comes.
I’m not ready to let you go my baby, Kika.
After all this I still wish you were there to say something.
But this is it…we have ended. We no longer speak.
It breaks my heart.
Despite everything…
…you are still missed.
it still feels weird…but not as weird. You left…and now I don’t think you will ever come back. And i’m starting to be ok with that.
SHOWDOWN
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