We, you and I, were alike. You loved beautiful things and so did I. We met by accident. You smiled; your brown eyes trusted me. We were safe together. Others would have considered our outings hard and long, but for us they were ideal. They made us feel whole and new. I miss you so. There was no way for me to go back to our home. You would not be with me anymore. There would be no you to greet me when I opened the door. I loved the brief time we had. Rest well, my little one.






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