I'm stuck in Thoughts of deep sadness. My dog isn't here to lay with me or calm me down. He's an angel now. And I can't change that. I wished I could. I wished I could bring him back. I attached to him so easily. I love so easily, and sometimes it sucks. It really does, you are constantly broken.
And I've been told, "At least you can, fall in love, some of us can't."
Sometimes I think, maybe never being in love is better. No heartbreak, no tears. But I'm lucky to have loved suck a sweet dog. He'll always have a piece of my heart in heaven. He's a sweet angel.
