I sat, watching the pink sunset, Pound cake sleeping so softly, their lighter pink streaks under their eyes, I knew they were getting on old, but I hoped they would live longer. Turns out I had found out, pound cake was up to almost 60 years, but thats not what I'm here about... A rushing wave of greif washed over me, tears dropped from my eyes... But instead of rolling down my face, they went up, I couldn't help but notice it also affected all the sugar teeth in the area, this felt weird... I couldn't stop crying, but greif had stopped and I felt fine, until.... I felt a Huff on my hand, and pound cake wasn't affected badly, and the tears stopped coming and pound cake stared, smiling ever so slightly, their eyes shut and they went cold... I couldn't believe this.... Pound cake had died.... I hugged the corpse, grief washed over me, I didn't know what to do... Expect now I will bury pound cake near the store we met in.
