Some days I reach for you

 Some days I reach for you, and my arms are empty.

The house is quiet. The world feels lonelier without your paws beside me
.
But then I close my eyes… and I remember.
We were never just skin and fur.
We were soul-to-soul.
And love like that doesn’t vanish when breath does.

I feel you in small ways—
in a sudden warmth, in a flicker of light, in a dream that feels too real.
It’s you reminding me: I’m still here.

Not gone. Not lost.
Just near, in the only place that never dies—
the soul.

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