I keep looking at the clock thinking that I need to be somewhere but I don't, not any more I am no longer needed.
I will never be able to walk to your stable and see your head pop up in surprise and love. I will never be chatting to Tena then hear you rattle your stable door and off I would run to be by your side. I will never be able to surprise anyone, how I would leave your stable door wide open and you would stand there waiting for treats, for cuddles and kisses. I will never be able to walk to your field and see you look up and slowly walk towards me. Groom you and when I hit that special spot you would nudge me with your muzzle so gently as if to say "thats right, I like that, thank you".
One of the worst things is not being able to bury my face in your mane, breath in your scent and tell you how much I love and adore you. I did that every day.
This time last week you were well.
This time last week nothing was wrong.
This time last week you were waiting for me.
This time last week I was away from you in Cardiff. I really regret that now. If I had known that would be our last weekend together I never would have gone.
Our souls connected and when I was with Cola my mind and body were calm. He was my bestest friend in the world, he was my therapy, my calm, my peace, my safety net.
He was my world.
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