She got so weak, we had to let her go.
Cancer took away my grandfather and now her.
It hurts so much and I can't stop crying.
I thought I can handle it, but I really can't.
I knew it would come to this, but once it really happened, I can't handle it.
She was suffering, she couldn't barely breathe.
It was reasonable to let her go, we just couldn't let her suffer anymore.
But if it's the right thing to do, then why does it hurt this much?
It's ridiculous how I'm writing a blog over this.