>I love you!
he said with his heart on hand, it was the very first time he had said that to someone and he meant it.
he was happy and daily walking on cloud 9 because now he had her, and she was all he wanted
everything he ever wished for, and even more than he had Imagined...
His last relationship was not really great, they seen each other almost every day but it didn't worked out, this has destroy him and for many months he cryed on his bed, always wishpering her name
I used to go by his side and console him as much as I could... and often my hair got wet from his tears.
> Im sorry, you are all wet, and it's my fault.he used to say to me, while drying me with his t-shirt.
>>It's ok. I am here for you. I will always be here for you.
and then he smiled.
His new girlfriend was nothing like the last one. This one was very pretty, but ofcourse being pretty is not enough.I liked her after a few visits, she seem nice. But I mostly liked her because she was making him happy, and for the first time my boy became a man.
I did had to get used to miss him during the weekends, they went out those days. he started to get home late. around 12 O'clock and further. Often I wondered why, and what was it that take him so long to come back home. I didn't like him being out so late, no matter how old he is. I wanted him home at 11 pm. no more later than that, but even thought I wanted to tell him, I never did because I was happy he was back safe and sound.
>> I want you to satay with me one weekend, just like we used to. please.
but he didn't answer me. many days passed by and one weekend he stayed home. I was surprised about it, he always goes out with her during the weekends, why wasn't him getting ready? have him decided to stay with me? this had made me happy at fisrt until I senced that there was something wrong. he was worried, I wished I knew what was bothering him so I can take his worries away; but he didn't tell. He was happy when he taked on the phone with her, so maybe it was nothing... I kept calm and enjoyed my day with my boy.
During the week I noticed he was sad and worried. I tried to let him know that I cared and that if he had any problem he could tell me. but he kept quiet.
it was a friday that he got up early in the morning and got ready. for the way he was dressing I could tell that he was going to see her. > Wish me Luck! he said, and slamed the door.
>> good luck my boy, good luck.
he got home at night, but not as late as he used to. he didn't eat, and I knew something was wrong.
>> what happend? I asked
.> It's over. She dumped me.
he sat on the bed and started crying.
I aproached him and I lay my head on his hands.
> I loved her and she used me. She never loved me, she never did. and I gave her everything I could to make her happy. to make us happy. she lied to me, she told me that she was getting behind in her school because of me. and that she had to fix her grades, but it was a lie, she Cheated, she went back with her ex boyfriend, and I know this for a fact because the guy came to where we were talking and kissed her right in front of me. it was then that she told me the truth... that she just wanted to date me so she could say that she dated an older guy, but that now she was back with that douchbag.
I hated her. because she had hurt my boy, the only love I ever had. oh.. how I wish I was human, so I could hold him and talk to him and tell him that everything was going to be alright. how I wish I could kiss him like he kissed her...
the girl he needs it's me. but unfortunately Im just his Dog.
April 29,2011
