That awkward moment when you complain online (in all caps) about your loneliness and the only response you get (from two strangers) is “Calm down”
and then you become so embarrassed that you delete the post, burst into tears, and keep crying for a good twenty minutes.
It happened in the street in front of the house.
You were on the return trip, so close to home.
not close enough.)
Every morning I stand by the spot where we found you.
don’t want to.)
The bus-stop used to be dreary, but now it is dreadful.
I now have so many sad/freaking-out gifs that I should probably go ahead and make a folder just for them.
You’ve been gone for four
months now. I hope that makes you
a four-month-old child.