Its easier to write on here than say it to someones face because most wouldnt understand, well apart from Martin, but i cant keep crying into him about it as a should have got over it by now, apparently.
But i still miss her- i miss her cuddles, i miss her falling asleep in my arms, i miss her cheeky-ness. She was my baby and she was taken from me. I hate the fact she is buried under dirty mud. I hate the fact she is buried at all, she shouldnt have died. I bet if i told you now that Lily was a rabbit you would think im crazy, thats why i dont say it to peoples face.
I still look out the kitchen window expecting her to be sat munching on her tea, or sat grumpily in her bedroom, but every time i have to face it that she will never be there.
I would bring her indoors every day, cuddle her, play with her, feed her her favourite chocolate drops. I miss you lily, and hope you will always remember our cuddles. I love you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
