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I read a book last night that had bbeen sitting in my bookshelf for months. It was devastating, but it took me back to reality a little.
I know that you won't come back, but I still felt unable to clean your room because if I did, you would never greet me again, moving your ears and asking to be pet. But you aren't coming back, and cleaning up is part of the process. I'll cut some of yout blanket and keep it. It still smells like you, and although I know it won't be like that forever, I can keep another part of you with me. And see the holes you made with your little teeth. I'll do that another time though, it was too much just to clean up. I couldn't even clean everything because my vision was too blurry, but I did my best. And to be honest, if you were to come back I'd held you in my arms and never let you go, so it doesn't matter whether I cleaned up, right? you wouldn't need it anyways
It's been a week now, and it's starting to hit harder. But I've also been thinking about you a lot, having long conversations in my head. It hurts, but I also feel you close, as if you were still with me, even if it's in a different way.
Miss you and love you Mochi<3  talk to you soon.