She was mine
But now is gone.
What is the meaning,
the point,
of life without her?

She saw
and let me cry.
She saw,
and she cheered me up.

I miss her,
and love her,
and cannot see her.

She belongs
to someone else now.
Someone
I do not know.

My love,
my life,
my happiness,
her.
She angered me,
but made me happy.

She left her stuff everywhere
and had accidents
and slip-ups,
but loved me,
and loved me.

My little sister,
who I left behind.
My puppy,
who I left behind.
My pitbull,
who I left behind,
very reluctantly.

Nadia,
I lover her,
She loves me.
My love,
my puppy,
my family.

I love her.