I didn't feed you...
Or listen to your needs.
Medicine?
Is that what that button meant?
Or was it the simple fact that I hadn't checked on you for three days?
To play ball,
or guessing games...

Maybe boredom was what did you in.

Your life was in my hands.
And I let you down...

You died in a pile of ****.

I wonder what your last thoughts were.
Laying under my couch cushion.

-Love, Andypandy