Today is the first of December, most importantly my dog's birthday. He would had turned 12 today. Twelve years. But he won't. He won't ever turn 13 or 14 or even 15 years old. My Love lit a candle for him. I am so sad. I miss him, more and more with every day that passes by. I am thinking so very often about Snoopy. People do not understand. They just don't see it. And I can't make out, why people think so. Even now, writing I am crying, because I feel such pain in my heart. I spent 11 wonderful years with him. I know nothing lasts forever, but this is something I still cannot accept.
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