11/25/2025
You came into my life so quietly,
on soft paws and gentle breaths,
and somehow you filled every empty space
I didnât even know was waiting for you.
You were a whisper of comfort
in a world that was too loud.
A warm little heartbeat
that curled against my chest
as if it had always belonged there.
I never knew love could be so small,
so fragile,
so endlessly comfortingâ
until I held you.
You taught me tenderness
in the way you blinked slowly at me,
trusting me with your whole world
without asking for anything
except to stay close.
I miss the silence you brought,
the kind that felt like home.
The faint patter of your paws,
your tiny yawns,
the soft vibration of your purr
that could calm storms inside me
before I even felt them forming.
And now the house feels bigger,
quieter,
almost echoing without you.
I look to the warm patch of sunlight
where you used to sleep
and still expect to see the rise and fall
of your peaceful breaths.
Some nights,
I swear I hear youâ
the soft thump of a jump,
the whisper of movement,
the familiar comfort of knowing
you are near
in the only way you can be now.
If love alone could have kept you here,
you would have lived forever.
But now you are part of the sky,
a tiny constellation of memory
that follows me wherever I go.
I hope youâre somewhere beautifulâ
where the sun is warm,
the breeze is gentle,
and youâre chasing butterflies
that never fly too far away.
And if souls find their way back
to the ones who need them,
then I know mine will find yours
again someday.
Until then, my heart walks quietly,
carrying your pawprints
in every beat.