My little harley
Where do i begin? He was my best friend. He went everywhere with me...to town, he would even go with my dad to drop me off at school...we went in four wheeler rides. He was a perfect little angel he was sent to me from God at a time when i was in need of a friend. I went to school on day when i was a freshman in high school and when i got home he was hurt...there was nothing i could do. I took him to the vet but the next day he was gone. He was my best friend i loved him like a son. There is a whole in my heart the still cant be replaced after three years. I got a new dog...but its not the same snickers cant replace the love i had for harley. I got mad after he died i blamed God i blamed myself but i have come to learn that God took him from me when another little dog needed my help. Snickers would be dead now if it weren't for me but that doesn't change the fact that i want harley back. Sometime i just wish for one more day with him that all i want but then i tell myself if i had one more day with him that i would just want another and then another. The cycle would never end. I still cry some nights. Someone says something about him and i start to cry i just cant help myself. Someone told me that i should just get over it that it was just a dog. That not the truth he was my heart and now my heart has shattered into pieces, and it cant be repaired even after 3 years.