I don’t know where you are, or why you left, and it’s driving me crazy. I just want to tear the universe apart until I find you, but at the same time, I can’t. I’m caught up on you and I can’t think straight, let alone try to look for you.
I miss you, Sweetheart. Won’t you come back home to me? Your bed’s still made and everything’s still in your room. From your clothes in the closet to your childhood photos in a box on the shelf. I thought you’d take it with you, but it’s all still here. Sometimes when it hurts and I can’t sleep, I sit in your room.
Often I cry. I feel like I failed. I failed to make you happy and I failed at love in general. I don’t seem to be able to love anyone or anything properly. But of all the treasures I’ve lost over the years, you were by far the most precious, valuable, and beautiful one.
What can I say? What can I do? I don’t know how to reach out to you, and I can’t find you. Yet I cannot spend the rest of my life without you there at all. I just can’t cope with never knowing what went wrong, or where you are now, or if there’s any chance of you and I being together again.
So, Angel, whatever can I do that might bring you back to me? Anything, anything at all. You name it, Babes, and you’ll have it as soon as we meet again.
So, so much love from,
Your Mama Kitten