Love of my Life--My Fishes
Perhaps this is the 2nd or 3rd time u read abt my fishes..
just bear with me.
I want to write down how i feel abt my fishes when i still can remember.
THey make my world go round.
Everyday when i reach home after a hard day at work, I look at them the first thing i step into my house (almost all the time lar.) Although they cant talk, they cant snuggle up my leg like cats, or lick me, or show enthusiasm when they see me, I still love them a lot. Jus looking at them swim ard makes me feel more light hearted. They may not be able to make me forget my troubles, but they are able to make me believe tt the world isnt tt cruel after all. I wish I could hug them, pat them, or even give them a kiss, but i cant, cos they are fishes.
THey have been with me for slightly more than 2 months, but i feel like they have been with me for years. I cant bear to see them go.. I will be so heart broken. I remember the other time my fish gave me a scare, i cried my heart out. Now, it seems .. different. again. Not the same. It does not swim normally... it jus seems to flow with the current, float ard. But it is not turning over or wad, it still eats, but i can sense sth is a bit wrong w it. It has been 2 days. 2 days may seem short to you, but 2 days almost confirms tt it will soon go... I can jus sense it coming.. the thought of tt makes me so sad. I want to cry, but I wont. If it is sick, i will let it go. If it feels tt it is time to go, I wont hold on.. I dont want to see it struggle to survive. Dont wanna see it in pain n misery. But i dont want it to die when i am at work. I dont want... i dont want...
Perhaps this is the 2nd or 3rd time u read abt my fishes..
just bear with me.
I want to write down how i feel abt my fishes when i still can remember.
THey make my world go round.
Everyday when i reach home after a hard day at work, I look at them the first thing i step into my house (almost all the time lar.) Although they cant talk, they cant snuggle up my leg like cats, or lick me, or show enthusiasm when they see me, I still love them a lot. Jus looking at them swim ard makes me feel more light hearted. They may not be able to make me forget my troubles, but they are able to make me believe tt the world isnt tt cruel after all. I wish I could hug them, pat them, or even give them a kiss, but i cant, cos they are fishes.
THey have been with me for slightly more than 2 months, but i feel like they have been with me for years. I cant bear to see them go.. I will be so heart broken. I remember the other time my fish gave me a scare, i cried my heart out. Now, it seems .. different. again. Not the same. It does not swim normally... it jus seems to flow with the current, float ard. But it is not turning over or wad, it still eats, but i can sense sth is a bit wrong w it. It has been 2 days. 2 days may seem short to you, but 2 days almost confirms tt it will soon go... I can jus sense it coming.. the thought of tt makes me so sad. I want to cry, but I wont. If it is sick, i will let it go. If it feels tt it is time to go, I wont hold on.. I dont want to see it struggle to survive. Dont wanna see it in pain n misery. But i dont want it to die when i am at work. I dont want... i dont want...
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