What will become of me?

I miss my husband.

I miss the dog I recently gave up.

I stood in a field in the sunshine today with my remaining dog, looked up at the sky and whispered to him.

I asked so many questions.

I’m afraid there won’t ever be any answers.

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~ by beadyamanda on August 27, 2010.

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