coping with the loss

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The weeks that followed seemed to have got harder and harder at nights I would cry myself to sleep. Losing summer seemed to have broken me. And I always knew nothing would ever repair me. I wrote letters to sally monthly telling her how much I miss her and she is happy now in rainbow bridge. But something was missing in me and I always knew it wouldn't ever come back. Dealing with loss is never easy, and yes people say I'm
"It's a horse get over yourself"
to me she wasn't, she was my only friend my best friend, the one I would turn to if I was needing somone to rant to even though she could not talk the kindness she showed in her eyes was unreal, her big brown us were full of adoration. I loved her more than I have loved anyone before and I will never ever love anyone the way I loved her.

Coping with the loss is harder than it seems, knowing you will never see your best friend again is heartbrealing. Knowing that last time you saw them would be stuck in your head forever. I have never forgotten the day I saw her laying there in her stable eyes wide open. To know she died in complete agony is hearbreaking. Just thinking about it makes me cry. Now this might seem boring and pathetic but the way I deal with it is by writing letters to her, I have written letters from the day she died to the present time. And I have kept every single one of them. Nota day goes by that I do not think of her

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