Glad You Stopped By
Dreams…that is the only place that I can see you again. To hold you and feel your warmth. These dreams are the ones that will always make me wake up with my pillow wet with tears.
It’s been so long now, yet I don’t believe that the tears have dried up. Don’t think they ever will.
I still keep your things. They hold a special place in my closet. The cute little collar with the bell I let your wear occassionally, that lock of your fur that I took that last night with you which I kept with your photo in my album.
Last night you came back for a visit, didn’t you? I felt the weight of your head on my leg the way you sometimes like to sleep. I felt you gently nudging me to wake to cuddle you till you fall asleep in my arms.
When I woke up this morning, your smell lingers. That familiar scent that is unique to you that I love.
Your side of the bed will always be yours, you know that, don’t you? You’ll always be welcome to come back and sleep anytime you want.
You’ll always, ALWAYS, be the love of my life, my little butterfly.
I’m so glad you stopped by.
