Existential dread anyone?
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Sometimes she cries because she misses me. I try to kiss her cheeks like I used to, to make her understand that I’m still here. I don’t have lips so I use my tongue. It feels natural, like that is how I always kiss her. Is that how I used to kiss her?
Sometimes she hugs me a bit too hard and buries her face into my fur, because she is glad I came into her life the same day I disappeared. Did I disappear? I am here.
I wag my tail because I am happy. I will always comfort her on the anniversary of when he disappeared. I will never leave. I love her.
“Finally, happiness” I murmur as I completely surrender to the abandonment of mankind
“Oh shit I’m a dog now. Woof woof. Bark bark.”
