poor lost me

there was this story about the lost pup.

now this poor little pup, he was left alone by his owner.

she left the poor pup somewhere in the streets and let it loose.

the girl ran and the little dog tried to catch up with her.

the girl was lost in sight and the poor dog could no longer see his owner.

the poor lost pup wept in tears in the corner.

some kids tried to approach it but it seems the dog was waiting for one and one alone.

one day, a little found the lost pup.

it tried to bark to scare the little girl away.

but the girl was not afraid to approach.

she understood it was lost and hungry and in need of some care.

she tried to walk a little closer to the little pup.

she tried to hand him some snacks to eat.

the poor hungry pup ate everything, still, it kept on barking.

the little girl walked away and looked for some food for the dog.

she found some and tried to feed him some more, still it would bark.

till now, the story still continues . . . 

to whether, the poor pup's owner would still come back, or he'd choose to follow the new little girl that found him.

in my version, my heart lies in pain ..

i am the new little girl who found the poor pup and would do everything to take care of it, if only, the pup will let me.

but if the owner would come back, and if the pup will run to her happily, i will let him. for it would make him happy. still, i would lie in pain.

>i have loved but not loved back<