Ever since I was a little girl I have had a love for Elephants. I also love baby piggies. Elephants are deeply emotional creatures. A trainer raised an elephant from birth. She went away for her daughters wedding. When she returned the elephant had died of a broken heart.
A broken heart can be debillitating. Since losing my best friend I am having a hard time breathing deeply and I have lost 8 lbs. Nothing feels the same and nothing tastes the same. The sky isnt as blue and the moon no longer watches me when I sleep.
When I am not at work I lay in bed alone with my thoughts. I wonder what hes doing? Does he think of me? Does he still love me? Will this hurt ever stop? Will Nacho Bellgrande ever be delicious to me again?