Dead Dog

It scares me to know
The pain I’m about to occur
The fear is ever present
Just thinking that
Today
May
Be
The
Last
Day
I
See
Her
Ever
I don’t want it to be like that
We've shared so many good times
And yet not enough
I want her suffering to end
So mine can begin
I’m tired of waiting
And hoping
For the best
I love her
And need her
But she's not happy
And that means I’m not either
I don’t want to go through the loss...
Again
I no it’s inevitable...
All things must pass
I can’t bear to have Heidi be
Dust in the wind
With her I
Feel loved
Feel real
Feel close
Feel dear
Without her
I won’t
I won’t feel at all
I will go into a hailstorm
No...become one
Her love
Is my life
I need her
She's my rock
I cling to her
Desperately
Her shoulder
Is my boulder
Giving me life...
Or weighing me down...?
She's already dead
She's just a shell
I've been missing her
For the past 2 years
My old friend
My old mom
My dear dog
I'll always love her
The old her
Not this miserable dog I’ve come to know
She'd bark
But to me
It sounded like
I love you
We shared a mental link
She’s my familiar
Her paw on my heart
My heart on her paw
We won’t ever meet again
And it kills me to admit that
Once she's gone
She's gone
And I love her
Her memory will live on
I will tell all I know
And will ever know
About my loving
Caring
Daring
Little old dog
It’s weird
I’m grieving already
Though she's not dead
Yet
The knowledge rots in my brain
Today could be the day
There's not doggy heaven
Nor a doggy hell
Death is a new birth
Reincarnation
Will I encounter her again...?
No
We will never meet
Though I shall spend my life
Searching
I will always love her
Though
Unfortunately
I will move on
And it scares me
To know
That
One day
I won’t even remember her
Or how soft her fur was
Or her dry, cracked nose
Or her big
Wet
Tongue
I probably won’t even remember
Her name
And that scares me
Although each night
I pray for her
To get better
And younger
Like she used to be...
It won’t happen....
There's no doggy god
The old Heidi
Was amazing
Loving
Energetic
And amazing
Now reduced to a 14 year old
Who can’t even get on the couch
What kind of life is that
Terrible
She hates it
As do I
I can’t remember
The last time
She licked my hand
Or wagged her tail
Or talked to me
Or jumped on me
Or even slept on my bed
I love her
For living
An for changing me
My life
And my world
For the better
She's been gone for 2 years now
But yet she's still here...
Her memories in my heart...
And there it shall stay
For although
All things must pass
And there is indeed
Dust in the wind
Our memories carry on
For ever
Or never
In the end
It’s all up to you