Too Soon

I'm sorry I couldn't save you, kitten.

You could've survived.

Maybe if I took care of you better.

I tried my best,

because I really wanted to see you in a better condition.

Healthy, well.

I thought I could treat you well.

I thought you had a chance to grow well.

I really had hope.

You were so unwell, and it hurted me to see you like that.

That's why I took you home to provide you shelter even if I never 

treat an abandoned kitten before.

But I took care of you in the end.

Though in the end you only gave me a week before you're finally gone this morning.

I'm so heartbroken.

I thought you'd have a chance to grow up without having to feel any pain.

I thought I could get rid of the pain for you.

I'm sorry I couldn't.

All day I've been seeing nothing but the picture of you slowly growing colder

and number it's linked in my head and keep replaying over and over.

It terrifies me.

I'm sorry I failed you.

I'm sorry the situation isn't well for you.

I'm sorry this has become your way to end your suffering.

You were so little, my regret and guilt are so strong remembering you.

I'm so sorry.

Please be well now.