Omar's going to be put down soon.
It's only fair to him, but it hurts. So much.
I feared the day it would have to happen because I don't know if I can handle it. I feared it would be my breaking point, and I'm afraid I'm being proven right.
I hurt so much.
I wish he were here with me now because I need him. I miss him, and I can't even be with him until next week. And then he'll be gone. And I'll be left with this big, stupid hole in my heart without anything to fill it.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say. I'm so lost.
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