Trigger warning: animal death, mentions of animals getting hit by a car, not being able to say goodbye. Let me know if there are others xoxo
I just found this in my drafts, I don't know why I never upload it
There's always this one star in the part of the sky I can see from my bedroom window, I'd like to believe if the lion king esque thing of stars being passed loved ones watching over you, that the star is Princess.
The idea that she's watching over me is comforting, that idea of my little ghost kitty is still with me.
There's something that still bothers me about her death, more than a year later, and one of the things that still hurts the most, besides of course knowing that I'll never see her again, is that I never got to say a proper goodbye.
We didn't know that she was going to die, how can you predict that your cat will get hit by a car? You can't, but I wish we knew that she was going to die, I would have held her so much tighter if I knew, and told her how much I love and appreciate her. She was comforting, I don't even know how or why but she was always there for me.
I loved her like a sister, I called her pet names most commonly "baby" or "babe" she truly was something more than a pet.
So yeah, thinking that a burning ball of gas millions of light-years away is the soul of my dead cat looking over me helps in this weird comforting way, but that doesn't stop my wishing things could have been different and that I could have, for that last time "I love you, baby girl. Im going to miss you so much, goodbye."
