Wesson
in memorian by ~Tarlanciel on deviantART
I cant believe she is gone... it happened so fast and unsigned.
I still wait for her to look around a corner of my flat; I imagine to hear the sound of her claws clicking on the floor or her even breath while sleeping near my desk. It feels so wrong to walk up and down the stairs without her.
I want her back!
I know it was the right decision; anything else would have been egoism. She fought till the end. The whole night she licked my face and my hands, but in the morning her look changed. I always promised her that I would never let her suffer and she seemed to tell me You have promised. And I did what she asked and let her go; let her walk over the rainbow bridge. The vet said that was the right thing to do and I know it too.
But it hurts so badly. I want her back!!!
I knew she was old and that she would leave me at some point of my life. I know that I have done everything I could for her. I took good care of her and even if we argued this day or the other I was the only one she always wanted to be with and I always wanted her to be happy. I think she was happy even if she sometimes looked like she was the poorest dog in the world. We have experienced so much and have gone through difficult patches together.
I lost my greatest treasure, my sunshine, my lifebelt, my bodyguard, my friend. I know now how Peter Pan felt, when he lost his shadow, even if I lost some part of myself as well.
It hurts
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...
Goodbye my little angel. I love you and you will always have a place in my heart.
Thank you for all those precious memories and everything else you have given to me.