Dreaming of You
by Raghad Mikha
I used to have a dog since 1989, his name is Rocky, he is Lhasa Apso, brown color, a dog one of the most beautiful creature on this world, he was my soul mate...I loved him like crazy...he lived with my teenage, my college years, my graduation, when I started to work, my good times, bad times, shared with me my sick days, he used to sit at the end of my feet, when I am tired or sick. I am that kind of person I cry by myself, I never let others share my sorrow, Rocky did, he used to sit and look at me, and sometimes lick my hand or feet...I miss him soooooo much... One day, I have to leave my home, and my country to immigrate to North America, I left him, and traveled… was on Oct 2000, I kept contacting my family, and it seems he couldn’t live without me, he died on April 2001….I didn’t know till August 2001..I feel guilty, and till now I dream of him, I feel he is around me…I wish to see him again and hug him, I think my happiness gone with the day he gone… There is this song for Celion Dion, My Heart Will Go On…each time I hear it, I feel it is singing to him, to my Rocky..my love Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you, That is how I know you go on Far across the distance And spaces between us You have come to show you go on Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on Once more you open the door And you're here in my heart And my heart will go on and on Love can touch us one time And last for a lifetime And never let go till we're one Love was when I loved you One true time I hold to In my life we'll always go on Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on Once more you open the door And you're here in my heart And my heart will go on and on There is some love that will not go away You're here, there's nothing I fear, And I know that my heart will go on We'll stay forever this way You are safe in my heart And my heart will go on and on at the day I heard he is died...I wished God take my soul too..till now, I feel I don't belonge to this world any more..I live to survive not for myself..cause I don't love it like before
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