I’m always in my room.
staring blankly out the window in the dark of night.
Thoughts running towards death.
An impossible thing to ask: Live or die?
Not knowing tears are streaming down my face.
I just lay wrapped in my sheets snuggled closely to emma.
Emma, always snuggled close to me, giving me comfort.
What would I do without my sweet puppy?
Death is never the answer, emma makes that choice very clear for me.
Because she’s around, I’ll never need to feel that way ever again.
