I turn to writing again. It felt like I hit one of those moments where nothing start to make sense and I remember someone once told me how my writing were like poems and so I tried to make a limit this time round and try to come up with something in exactly 110 words.
So hold on tight, i will get through this battle. no more dependency.
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It was the eyes
That attracted me
As he whimpered
And begged me to take him
I did
It was the eyes
That greeted me each day
When I got home
With infectious enthusiasm
It was the eyes
With that apologetic expression
When he did something wrong
Begging for forgiveness
It was the eyes
That comforted me
In the dead of the night
As I rushed through my assignments
With him by my side
It was the eyes
With endless whys
Burning in him
Searing into my guilt
It was those naive eyes
That haunted me each time
When I remember how
I left him
Without looking back
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if anyone can't tell, it's not about a couple but a relationship between a dog and his owner
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