The void reaches out to me relentlessly, like an immense gravitational pull. The weight of loss is heavy, it touches the sweet memories of you with it's dark hands, taints them, and turns them into something bittersweet. If only, this black hole was a time machine that could take me back to you.
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In memory of my soul cat, the love of my life - Atom
Dec 2019 - Apr 2023

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