I hurt so bad right now. Tatiana, my love, you were the most precious gift. I know you’re sleeping now, but it hurts so bad to not have you here. Almost 10 years together, and I remember like yesterday the day you found your tail and chased it for hours; or how you’d jump up the wall 3 feet chasing the laser pointer; or how you decided to use the litter box in the floorboard of the car while we were traveling 80 miles an hour in the middle of Wyoming. I remember how you’d try to get those darned seagulls, even though they were two flights down, and I remember how I nearly caught you on fire (scared me a lot worse than you). My life feels really empty, and I’m sorry your last days were not spent being well, but I know you’re not in pain any longer. I’ll always love you.
Rub’ al Khali
I heard the term used
As regards
A particular geographic area
in Saudi Arabia:
The Empty Quarter.
I look at the corner of
the room where once stood
your scratching post,
your food dish,
your water bowl —
It’s now an empty quarter.
Your litter box is gone
(Of that, I’m not
entirely unhappy)
But it still leaves
An empty quarter.
That space on my bed
I always saved for you
–there too is an empty quarter.
Yet the biggest, most impossible
empty quarter
Is
The one left in my heart.