July 2009
18 posts
it was easy to have a relationship with my dog. i could wrestle around with her and she considered it play. she was quick to come back. whenever i’d say something to her, her ears would perk up. she woke me in the mornings with a lick and a few stomps. she ate and drank the same thing every day. she was never stressed - just happy. happy to have nothing to do. happy to enjoy the...
i try not to post anything too personal, but this...
I felt the goodbye when we hugged. The strength in his arms as if that was the last bit of him he had to give me. I realized as I was walking away that in holding on as tight as he did — it was really just him letting go.
i love you and i’m missing you every second of every single day.
and...
the worst part is knowing that it was my fault; that I could have done something different—something better. i could have said less and done more. i could have swallowed my pride and chosen my battles with more precision. i could have embraced compromise. i could have spent more time simply enjoying what we had. i could have followed my heart…
but he says it’s too late, and that is...
June 2009
7 posts
