You were the first pet I ever had. I still have pictures of you and I when you were just a kitten and I was just 7.

You helped me through so much, and at times, I believe you are the only reason I'm still here. You taught me empathy and compassion when I couldn't even love myself. I did not know I could love someone else so much. I miss you so much, it's been almost two years since you left me in my arms. I wish we had had more time, but you were too tired. It was your time, and I think you knew that better than I did.

It's okay, though. I just can't help but notice your absence when I go to rest and you're not purring next to my ear on my pillow, or when I open a can of tuna and your little paws aren't scampering into the room, or when I click my fingers and you aren't suddenly there with your signature mew like you always were.

Sweet, loyal, gentile, and patient, you were a once in a lifetime companion. Sleep forever in warmth.