You left when I least expected and I didn’t get to say goodbye, so I wanted to clear up some things. I just feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t let it out. It’s hard to comprehend that you’ve finally grown your wings, sometimes the pain of it all makes me want to shout. I can’t remember a day without you. But since you’ve left me, that day is every day. We used to be stuck together like glue. When we were young you would always want to play. We grew up together, constantly at each other’s side. I guess that’s why I wrote this letter, to expose the feelings I’ve been trying to hide. You always got what you wanted, maybe because you were so spoiled. But to be honest that made us more bonded because we were always so coiled. But as we both started to get older, things started to go a little downhill. It seemed like you did not remember, but deep down I knew that you always will. From going to the park together to just tuning in our endless imagination. I hated it when I had to leave you with Heather if I ever went on vacation. I miss taking naps after hours of running but not so much the long car rides you always hated. You were almost like my second sibling, but then that would make you underrated. You will be my favorite till the end, Roxy you truly are a man’s best friend.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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