i'd carry you home
sweetie hasn't been home for 4 months now. I miss him so fucking much and nights like this, nights like this i am forced to accept that he's not here anymore. I don't know where he went, i don't know why he went and i don't know who took him away. i've been dreaming of him a lot lately, and he comes back home in every dream. i miss how he'd come and lie down right on my arms to sleep and how i could just hug him and cry myself to sleep. how he'd run to my mom's arms when milo disturbs him. how so much of an angel he is. i've lost so many people and things i love in my life but not knowing what happened to dotty, and now sweetie is by far the hardest ever. i walk by the streets hoping i'd see him again and bring him home. i find myself believing he's behind a wall when i walk down the blks.. and then check to see nothing behind the wall. i guess i know i'd see him again someday. and i fucking cannot wait.