!!! Fucked up writing !!

Pt 2

(Death n more, my sister helped me make this !!)

Bird flew around, he loved talking to the other birds even though they made fun of him, he liked to know they atleast liked him around for something even if they were making fun of him one day they started to get a bit more physical the bird laughed it off with a new scratch and they continued until one day the bird was too hurt to fly so he landed on a tree, the tree asked the bird what was wrong and the bird quickly apologized for laying on the tree, the tree laughed saying it was fine and asked the bird why he was hurt and the bird explained his friends just got too rough while playing, the tree was a bit confused but put a bandaid on it and told the bird if he ever needed to talk he'd be there, so as the summer and spring went by the bird would come with new wounds until it was fall and the tree explained he'd be gone in the winter, the bird cried but knew it wouldnt be forever so he could tolarate it but when winter came the tree wasnt there anymore, he weeped wishing the tree was there and though he could do it alone until he couldnt sitting out there waiting for the tree and froze. In the summer the tree came back and saw the dead bird sobbing and apologizing knowing he couldnt do anything, he loved the bird but he knew it would never work, i mean how could it? They were never meant it.