Missing Luna too much.

Wearing white was my way of celebrating she was with me in my life.

I haven't been able to look at the moon since.

Or eat popcorn. That was her favourite. I just ate one kernel for her. She loved food 

I don't know what to do without her. It's like without her I'm not me.

I miss talking to her. Our special ways of communicating with eachother, saying so much with just a look.

I miss giving her popcorn and belly rubs and taking her for walks, and cuddling.

I always cuddled her so much knowing that someday I won't be able to anymore. Now it's here and I hate it.

I know she is with the Creator, safe in his memory. But I miss her too much.