To my sweet Sammy Wammy,
Well my love, it has been 143 days that you have been gone. It totally sucks being without you. I hate the new me: the me without you. I am so much more worse after knowing & loving you, then losing you ~ than I was before knowing & loving, then losing you. I know deep down in my heart that I don't mean this but ~ sometimes I wonder if I would have been better off not knowing you at all...
Having you and your love ripped away from me so suddenly, without warning and with such a short amount of time to love you. How I have survived 143 days, how I am able to some what function, how I am still breathing, how I manage to get out of bed every morning without you, I couldn't begin to tell you.
I just want my kitten back! I just want my kitten back! I just want my Sammy back!

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