sometimes, I can pretend it didn’t happen


Or sometimes it seems like she’s still here, but hiding, or downstairs, or maybe even at someone else’s house, and I’ll see her sometime soon.

But then I see something that I wasn’t expecting to see — a toy, fur on my car seat, a photo I never saw before — and every nightmarish event that happened in the past week comes swirling back and hits me like a ton of bricks, and makes it plainly obvious that she’s gone,. And that these little imprints of her, are the only things that I have left.

I really miss her face. Her sweet little face, once so innocent, that grew so wise in just a matter of days. In the end, even though I was taking care of her, it really felt like she was the one taking care of me.

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  • Maik
    May 11, 2011 at 12:37 am

    Very nice cat.. I feel with you..