I woke up alone.
My dogs were on both sides of me but I was alone.
The night before seemed like a long endless dream
And I awoke with a bubble in my stomach knowing when I left my room,
It'd be just me there.
I can't say everything was done perfectly or handled calmly but I never stopped loving her
It just became so hard
Like the best friend I made when I was born was
Slipping away
She saved my life when I was so young
She was always saving me really
And I guess I just didn't have the patience to keep trying to save someone after 2 years of them denying they need to be saved.
I can't be someone's savior.