I miss you all the time, every dream I have of you makes me wish you were still alive, even more, used to think of my mental health little garden a.k.a. water the plant(cry when needed) pull out the weeds(take toxic humans out of my life). Etc. etc… I remember on December 4th I got the text about how you passed away and I ended up in the ward the next day cause I tried to go with you, I don’t think you understood how much I loved you. I still have your photo as my background every screenshot of text we have saved in my phone. Every December is a painful reminder of what I lost that day my love my 6 foot freak (as I called you.) my best friend and my savior. I wish I could’ve saved you. I wish I could’ve done more but all I could do is sit back and watch you suffer, every time I see a chowchow it makes me think of you every time. I see the sunset what’s an extra pretty glare of the sun I think of you… I don’t see why you had to go and why you had to leave me behind, I miss you a lot and there’s times where I want to join you and end my life as well so I can be with you again, I try to be strong for you for your memory but every night I dream of you when I do dream of you it hurts my heart so much. It feels like it’s getting crushed. I love you, Jim🕊️. That never change no matter what.
1993-2022