in 2003, where lots of memories are....i remember listening to particular chinese songs, with your mp3 player and the lift door opening. walking to the pool and the gym. Was so alone.
now i am not so alone. but sometimes i wish i was back there.there is no looking back. We are all going to die sooner or later. My pet bird has cancer and there is nothing i can do for her. her tumour is in its advanced stage. no blood going to her toes so the toe is supposed to drop off.....
If i could talk budgie, I would tell you how sorry for clipping your wings that nite. it hurt me so bad seeing you not able to fly up onto your perch. I love you and please wait for me to come home and have a last moment with you.
in budgie talk: i will miss you dear. i feel your pain now. i wish i spent more time with you.
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