27.

I was with my boyfriend for 10 months and 3 days. I loved him deeply, with my sad decaying 

heart, I love. I love all, from the cold breeze of clear days in my dark city to the warmth of home 

on rainy days. 

One of my soulmates is dying, I'll miss her for the years she spent with me, taking care of me when I couldn't.

 Her paws will be imprinted in my bed, my sofa, the blankets; her hair will be around for longer than she's been here. She'll always be with me .