air supply
Ok so there was this nest of baby birds in my backyard. I grew super attached to them, and they hatched last week only adding to my attachment. After a few days I was worried that the fourth egg wouldn't hatch but it finally did. I fondly remember the mom getting pissed if I stood to close to the babies...it was magical. Then I came home yesterday to see the nest shredded apart with no babies in sight, but with the mother bird sitting on the fence chirping loudly. I went inside and asked my dad what happened...a crow had come after he checked on them in the morning and killed all of the babies...So now all i can imagine is their little beaks up in the air trying to get food and can't stop being really upset. After I stopped crying I realized all I could think was to start singing air supply I'm all out of love..which was oddly appropriate since I have a huge hole in my heart that was filled with the hope of one day seeing the babies fly away....I hate crows, and I hate the circle of fucking life....but more i hate crows...assholes