Birdie

God fucking damn it. I love you. It’s to my shame that in the desire to not let go, I have kept you here well past your time. I’m grateful for the extra time with you, and I’m terrified that my selfishness will prolong your suffering. I don’t think I can let go—so when the time comes, you have to go. You have to be the one to let go. I’ll figure it out after. I love you pup.