my roommates are gone
Sam the cat is purring on the foot of my bed. purring so loud in his own cute, goofy way.
maybe I’m not completely alone, but I am….alone, nonetheless.
maybe somewhere in my room, he is there, watching over me. maybe when I get undressed he covers his eyes because we are still that naive, even when we are alone, I see us that way…
Young. Naive. Nervous.
we weren’t alone when we were together. I felt a world of courage just under our fingertips. just your name popping up on my phone screen, Little Reminders of You, were entire landscapes of love. I was never alone when you were around.
i am now. I am alone now. you are…wherever you are. I am just trying to get by.
I am alone now.
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If you ever get to the point where a cat is your best friend, it’s no surprise you’ll end up on a suicide site.
^ (There’s a fortune cookie script I’d love to find).^
lol well I didn’t mean to convey that in my writing. he is my roommates cat, and I love him a lot. but I wouldn’t call him my best friend.
I would love to correct you, and open your eyes. You are “without him”. It is different than alone.
And it means you are loved by others, and can find something you would love more than the old “him”.
Be optimistic by being ready for your next bf/so.
that’s one way I’ve never looked at it. I try to be optimistic for the future but, dating someone new isn’t something I want happening any time soon. I know I need more time to heal in order to be in a healthy relationship.
I’m sorry you lost your love. I can’t imagine seeing happiness then having it torn away. I hope your loneliness leads you back into the light. I hope you can find love again.
Cats are wonderful.
thank you <3 and yes they are! I love all animals so much.