After 19 years of knowing you
The first lonely morning
because you are not here
The space where your cat bowl used to sit
is empty
Your water and food dishes are gone
Your cover where you slept.
It too is gone
The doors, the windows,
we overnight would leave open for you to have fresh air
are closed
The fans we would leave on 24/7 for your comfort
are turned off
I feel the emptiness of the rooms as I pass through them
The everyday expectation I could count on of your morning greeting
is dashed against the hard place of mortality
and with all my heart I miss you
Without you
things will never feel the same again
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