10/19/23, 14:30

Dear Chance,

It's been 8 days since you died. I was laying down with Chase and I remembered how it felt like laying down with you. I remembered the feeling of stroking your fur, feeling your bones underneath. I never minded it unlike my parents. Because for me, it's you.

I remembered kissing your cheek and just laughing while wiping my lips cause there's some of your eye discharge that came to my lips. I wasn't disgusted because I love you. I just wiped it away so I can see your beautiful eyes.

I remember lifting you up every morning and kissing your head and you try to bite my lips cause you can't lick me and I just say "I love you too" cause I know what you want to say.

I remember just cuddling with you and I never minded the fact that you kept involuntarily twitching because it's you. I still love sleeping with you beside me when my parents aren't home.

And Chance? I remembered how you just convulsed in my arms. I was calm or probably numb as I try to right you up. I never thought you'd die, honestly. And it didn't sink in to me until I told my mom that you just did.

It still hurts, but I'm happy that you don't have to suffer anymore. I just miss you so fucking much.