The time has flown by, and yet it feels so long ago that I had a cat on my feet at night. I miss that so much, the gentle weight on your feet; the way how he wouldn't get off no matter how much you kicked him.
I miss him. Each and every day. My heart breaks again every single time I think of him.
Now, he sits on the window sill of my work room. I hate not knowing where he is, and it used to be his favourite room, so I like to think he'd be happy there.
<3 x
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