Come Back to Me

Four days.

Four days of looking at the door every time I hear a sound.

Four days of reaching for you before remembering my hands are empty.

You were never just a cat for me.

You were the small heartbeat that followed me from room to room,

the playful shadow that made lonely days feel softer.

I miss you so much.

Come back to me.

Come back and place your little head on my hand again,

and fall asleep there like you always did,

trusting me with your dreams.

I NEVER imagined living even a second without you.

And now the house feels too big,

the silence feels too loud,

and every corner keeps asking,

"Where is he?"

Sometimes I wonder why everyone I love eventually leaves me.

But still,

I leave a piece of HOPE by the door every night,

just in case you find your way home.