The Last TIme Blog Archive on February 20, 2011, 16:18

by Peanut, age 10

The worst pain comes not from goodbye,
But the terrible pain that comes in your heart after it.
It’s the memory of that dreaded moment when you are alone,
And are forced to say I love you one last time.

It’s after you have left,
And are left only with memories.
It’s when you feel like when he’s gone he left with your dreams,
And a large chunk of your heart.

It’s the ripping pain in your chest when you remember the last time…
It’s the memory of his fluffy ears above