Image: © M. S.
Author: M. S.
I cried when I heard the news.
I cried because I loved my guinea pig.
I cried because nothing lasts forever,
Even having you with me.
I cried because I’m tired,
Tired of not being enough.
I cried because nothing really matters,
Even when I’m with you.
I cried because you don’t love me enough,
Enough to make me feel special.
I cried because I felt sad.
I cried because I cried.
And also, because
My guinea pig died last Friday.