Mourning a dead dog

She knew my heart was fragile. 

She knew it she knew it she knew it

Yet fire only burns brighter when more is added to it

She knows

How heartbroken I am how untouchable I can be

Yet she touches me and tells me she loves me 

and I have to think that she truly does

She knows exactly what she's doing

Because apology is the only way out

stealthywriter123

17 years old

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