Hit that flag! This song....really hits me hard. See notes for why, and read below for the lyrics that hurt the most. "The day, you slipped away, was the day, I found it won't be the same." "I didn't get around to kiss you, goodbye on the hand." "I had my wake up, won't you wake up? I keep asking why. I can't take it, it wasn't fake. It happened, you passed by." I miss you Gracie, my precious little angel <3
The ghosty cat is my old cat, Gracie. She passed away April of 2015. Her death impacted my life greatly. But why? Gracie had live in our home since I was born. She was very sweet and kind. When we got our dog in 2010, she became afraid and hid in my parents bedroom for four years. We'd only see her when we went to visit her, when she ate, or when she walked around at night. Our relationship didn't start until those four years passed, and she finally got used to our dog, Zoey. I finally got to know her, and I'll tell you, she was the sweetest angel ever. She never bit anyone, or did anything to cause anyone harm. She had her front claws removed from her previous owner, but she never had the thought to use them. She'd chill with me while I draw, get in my face while I did my homework or watched videos, she play catch with a tinfoil ball, and so much more. Months in, and we had an unbreakable bond. I remember spending Christmas together, it was one of the best times of my life. But, at the same time, she was old and sick. She had a problem inside her stomach area, where it would burn and tell her to eat. She'd beg us for food the second we walked into the kitchen, and she pee along the walls. It was so bad, we'd lock her in our playroom during the day, and in the laundry room at night. She would not eat for weeks, then eat normally. She went through phases of silent suffering. She lost weight, and one day, she refused to eat and drink at all. She didn't wanna sit or lay. It was too painful. We all knew she'd die any day, but her death still surprised us. On a Saturday, when my mother and one of my brothers were on a band trip, she passed away. She crawled under the stairs and passed in her sleep. At first, I didn't feel anything. A month later, it hit me hard. I ended up mourning for two years, going through the five stages of grief. I regret not kissing her head that night, like I did every other night. I hardly stayed alive during that time. I only did because I knew she would want me to live on, and continue her legacy. And I will, one day. Now, I finally accepted she is gone, and I'm okay with that. Gracie had a good life. I now have a cat named Chewy, though a brat, helped me move on. But, he will never fill the hole in my heart Gracie left. I shall remember that, everytime I hear that song. The song that just reminds me of her, that used to make me sob every time I heard it. The song I sang to her in her resting place... "I Can't Help Falling In Love With You"
