April 28, 2010

My fish is ill

He's just a fish, I know that.

But silly though it may be, I do love him quite a lot. There's something about caring for another life, however small, that fills a place in my heart that I didn't realize existed before.

The thing about loving something is that if you lose it, that place becomes unfilled again. Only now, you feel the emptiness.

It's silly.

He's just a fish.

But I'll be sad.

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