Loss, grief, absence embodies in
Newton’s third law:
For every action,
There is an equal
And opposite reaction.
A fish and water
Pressing against each other.
One object
Another environment.
Or
Your lean against my leg.
My leg against your lean
Your stare countered by mine.
Your end of the leash,
Trotting.
My end jogging.
The day the needle slipped into your vein
As if a puncture into my own heart.
The day you galloped on your side into the void.
You a black hole.
My tenuous hold on the now.
Put Out to Pasture 
I know that pain. You had such a beautiful fur-baby…
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Thank you! She’s been gone for 12 years. Feels like yesterday.
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They tend to take a part of our heart with them when they leave us…. ’tis why our hearts are full of holes.
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Yes, ’tis!
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A friendship that is never forgotten. (K)
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❤️
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Ohh !! I have endured that pain and still I tear up thinking of my fur baby !!!
Please visit and follow my blog too !!
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Sure thing, Nima?
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Yes please !!
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