Its been a long time since I cried
Day started off normal, its JD day, saw lots of funny slate videos for next years student goverment. Then we went to home room and as soon as it was over I got a phone call. My brother told me my dog Niko, the dog I've had during my entire memoriable life, since I was 4 years old, the dog I grew up with my entire life who has ALWAYS been there, was being put to sleep.
In stories you hear about daggers hitting your heart... its 100% true. I instantly felt horrible.
I was sick with worry,
I left class and didn't waste time.
Got to my jeep, drove to the vet.
I wanted to be tough, I tried to be strong...
then I saw her on the table wrapped in my blanket.
I saw my mom with tears, even my dad was tearing a bit, as well as my brother,
and I broke down crying.
I'm not afraid to admit it, I was crying harder than I've cried in years.
The doctor had lots of tissues, and then he gave her the shot.
It was better than a long painful death.
at least I got to say goodbye...
I love you Niko... goodbye.
Hows that for some fucking poetry...
(I teared up typing this, my throat is already swelling, I'd choose a mood, but "sad" and "sick" aren't even close to describing how horrible I feel)
In stories you hear about daggers hitting your heart... its 100% true. I instantly felt horrible.
I was sick with worry,
I left class and didn't waste time.
Got to my jeep, drove to the vet.
I wanted to be tough, I tried to be strong...
then I saw her on the table wrapped in my blanket.
I saw my mom with tears, even my dad was tearing a bit, as well as my brother,
and I broke down crying.
I'm not afraid to admit it, I was crying harder than I've cried in years.
The doctor had lots of tissues, and then he gave her the shot.
It was better than a long painful death.
at least I got to say goodbye...
I love you Niko... goodbye.
Hows that for some fucking poetry...
(I teared up typing this, my throat is already swelling, I'd choose a mood, but "sad" and "sick" aren't even close to describing how horrible I feel)