What Hurts The Most

Original artist Rascal Flats.

I open my eyes when I hear a pattering noise above my head. I find myself in the warriors' den, a large pine tree with branches that hang low, which creates the den. It's raining, and sometimes a few drops escape the clumped branches and hit us warriors. Fernheart is sitting up, glaring at the sky as rain drops down into her nest. I want to purr with amusement, but I haven't since that day.

I can take the rain on the roof of the empty house

That don't bother me

I shove myself to my paws and out of the den, hearing Fernheart growl with confusion. I'm not in the mood to sleep; the rain is too much of a reminder of that day. I let my paws carry me wherever they wish, so long as it isn't to that clearing. I sigh with grief when I realize that's exactly where I'm going. My heart aches too much for me to protest, so I let my head hang as I walk there.

I can take a few tears now and then

And just let em' out

I'm not afriad to cry

Every once in a while

Even though going on with you gone

Still upsets me

I don't want to continue. I don't want to stay down here, when he's who-knows-where. I don't want to stay in the Clan, when I know the things I do and they don't. Sometimes I come close to spilling everything. But he wouldn't want that.

There are times

I pretend I'm okay

But that's not what gets me

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