I never thought he would be gone, well, of course I had thought about it, but I never even considered that the nightmare would come to fruition. My cat is still gone and as I walk through my house memories of him and his meow linger in every corner, and I don't know how I can go on. He was everything to me, when I was depressed he was always there to purr and rub against my legs and arms in an attempt to cheer me up. I would spend countless hours outside with him, laying on the floor and cuddling with him, forgetting about the dirt because it was just me and him. My house is full of memories, and the horrible thought keeps coming back he's gone. He's really, truly, gone. And for the rest of my life, he will be gone. I've never cried so much... and even now, I can't help it. I miss you so much, I wish you were here with me.
I knew each day was going to be a struggle after he was gone, I just never thought it would be an uphill one...
I knew each day was going to be a struggle after he was gone, I just never thought it would be an uphill one...
