I’ve recently lost two big parts of my life. Bella, and Aunt Millie. You both are extremely wanted back, without any doubt. If only R.I.P meant Return If Possible. If only wishes came true. If only I was there to stop what caused you to leave me. If only I had the chance to say goodbye. If only I didn’t have to say goodbye. If only. February 2nd and 5th was the worst days of my life. Never cried so much. It hurts knowing I won’t be able to hear your claws, Bella, or have you jump on me with excitement. Or have you tell me about when we were younger, Aunt Millie. How you used to change our diapers. Every day, I think of you both and what you’d two be doing. How you’d be feeling. How you’d go on with your day. Every day, I hide the pain away from others, with a fake smile and a forceful laugh. When honestly, all I want to do is cry. To climb the stairway to heaven, and bring you back down with me. I miss you both oh so much. And I know my mom does too. Both of you, Bella and Aunt Millie. We all miss you. Rip to both of you. Gone from this earth, but never from my heart!  Love and miss ya'll. ;/<3.

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