- remember that dog, Sid, that i was telling you about? the little black poodle/Havenese mix that i found at a shelter by petsmart? that dog i had a strong connection with, the one that i fell in love with? Sid makes me feel happier than i ever have in my life. he makes me realize life is worth living, that all bad things end, they all turn good. he gave me confidence, and put a smile on my face for the first time in months.
i'm not allowed to get him.
my parents think i won't take care of him, that i'll make my mom do all the work. they say he's too big. that $150 is too expensive. that our house won't let us have two dogs, barely one. that we don't need another dog. thay said if i want, we can get another dog someday when i'm older. they don't understand that i don't just want that dog. i NEED that dog. they're always complaining about me being sad. i told them the dog would make me happy.
i need that dog. i need to run my fingers through his curls and feel his heartbeat beating against my chest. i need to be able to hold him and cry into his side. i need to hug him to me and say 'i love you' every morning and every night.
i'll never, ever be able to. ever.
i need to know that i'll see him again, that everything will be okay and that one day i'll hold him in my arms. but that'll never happen, so a hug will be good enough for now. c:







