My sweet angel

 My sweet angel,

The house is not the same without you.
The air is heavy, and the silence has weight.
I catch myself reaching for your leash,
looking at the door expecting you to run in.

Your bed is empty.
Your bowl untouched.
And yet… your presence is everywhere.

I still feel your warmth beside me in the quiet hours of the night.
I still hear your bark in the wind, your collar in the shadows.
Love like yours does not vanish—it lingers, glowing in every corner of my heart.

I imagine you now.
Running through meadows of stars.
Tail wagging, eyes shining, no pain, no age… only joy.

One day, when my time here is done,
I’ll climb the bridge of colors.
And there you’ll be.
Leaping into my arms like no time has passed at all.

Until then, I’ll carry you with me.
Always.
Forever. 

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