19/10/2025
:'( Chewy the Pomeranian ... Muffin.. Casper..
Every night, I still turn to the side where you used to be.
The blankets remember your shape,
the pillow still carries your peace.
It’s strange —
how something as simple as quiet can feel like a wound.
I miss the weight of you pressed against me,
the soft rhythm of your breathing,
the little sigh you’d make before sleep found us both.
Now, the dark feels endless.
But in that emptiness, I’ve learned something:
love doesn’t leave; it just learns new ways to stay.
When the air shifts softly across my cheek,
I know it’s you.
When the moonlight glows a little brighter,
I feel you watching, guarding, loving still.
You were my comfort in the chaos,
my calm at the end of the day.
And even now,
you bring me peace —
not through touch, but through memory.
The bed is empty, yes.
But my heart isn’t.
You still sleep here,
curled up in the quiet,
in the warmth that never truly faded.
And one day, when the long night ends,
I’ll roll over and find you there again —
tail wagging, eyes shining,
as if no time ever passed at all. 🌈🐾❤️