Once again.
We said we will never have another one.
No more heartaches. No more heartbreaks.
Until the trio knocked in.
We claimed they were not ours.
But we are just fooling ourselves.
The process was hard to watch.
But I stubbornly stood there.
I wanted to see.
I wanted to watch everything.
I was afraid that I would lose her just in a blink of eye.
But still, I wasn't there when she left.
She was a true angel.
He was right.
I'll never be fine.
But I'll move on.
I just hope she's doing fine.
No more suffering.
No more pain.
I will never forget every single bit of her.
She's never a stray.
Love you, Simba.
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