heartbreak.

I know how it feels to lose something that you've grown so very attached to. Something that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Something that you love with all your heart. I honestly don't remember ever crying that much when that something was gone. It was the worst feeling in the world. My rabbit died a day before her third birthday. The events of that day will never escape my mind. I am so grateful that my other rabbit had his 5th birthday. I can't even fathom what it'd be like to live without him. But it is inevitable that that day will come.
That's life.
And it sucks.
I just hope that day doesn't come any time soon.