If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons

the sun is rising, im running along the beach with my only true friend. the water starts to touch her feet and she jumps, she still isnt used to the little waves that glaze over her paws. she starts to try to jump closer to the water, so she can go in. I give her a little tug, so she knows not to, she also knows i hate the way she smells when she gets wet. we take a break from runing, and i sit down in the sand, and i squeeze the coarse, yet powdery sand between my toes. she lies beside me, panting and gazing at the ocean line. i look at the sun as it rises, i start to think of what i am running from, and the reason i am on this beach. You. Me. Them. It all. when she is with me it all goes away,it is just us,me and my bestfriend, with our 8 yrs of history, she was there threw it all. The times we though i was about to die, and she was by myside, when i would cry from a fight w/ my mom, and she would hide in the coner till i was done, then come and give me a big kiss, or sometimes just jump up on my bed and let me hold her. i think of how i bought my mom a mothers day gift, two hamsters, brothers, and how she got jealous after she was done being scared of them. but now that one has died, i catch her siting by where he is buried, just looking off to the horizen or staring at the ground. i think she wished she spent more time loveing him then just smelling him, then giving him a dirty look before she would turn away. she stops panting to lick her lips then looks up at me. i give her the same look she gives me, then i rub her head and give her a hug, she smiles then looks back out to the horizon.the sand is kinda cold, and i feel a light gentle breeze, it wraps around every inch of my body, and i think of you. you should be next to me, or next to her with him or them. im sure she would love you if she knew you, she just barks and gives all men a hard time, especially if you are to close to me and she senses something is wrong.when she was a puppy i was her big sister who acted like her mother, we got older we were normal sisters who had each others back, we got a little more older, she was my mother, now, we are just the closet people on earth, she might not be classified as a human, but she is to me, dont call her a dog or a bitch, she doesnt like it. and i dont either. It is shocking that there is no one on the beach, just me and her or maybe there is and i just dont realize it. up again, time to move. this time walking. now running. now stoping, i cant move, my chest hurst, my throat hurts, im dizzy, light headed. Heavy hearted. its not a asthma attack, nor a heart attack, not even a panic attack, its a disease, named you. but, its ok, i handle it pretty well, considering that all the pills in the world couldnt fix it.

lotmoretosaybuthavetogofinishlivinglife
"...one heart beat at a time...."
doesnt it sound better w/o all the other shit?

dontgiveupyetkid
youstillhaveus
westillhaveyou

holdmelikeyouwantoandlikeiwantyoutoandtheworldcanend