The house is empty without you. I still can't sit on the couch and watch TV, I miss you by my side. I don't leave the house without remembering to say goodbye. Where I write from was one of your favourite places.

I know there are those who don't understand, but my kitten, my Trakinas, was my greatest love, my baby, my partner for more than 18 years. More than half of my life was with him by my side.

It's strange cleaning a house that now seems to be always clean, not waking up to the meowing to give food - even if the bowl was full - not having our routines. It's also true what they say: it's the cat's house, I just live here. Were you where I lived or was my address where you were?

It's not just an animal. “Get another one”, they say. He was my life partner, in joys and sadness - the one who was always present. And I feel like I haven't been. I want to believe that everything has a reason and that you decided to leave when I wasn't there, at the moment I was in my favourite place in the world, as if that would ease the pain. But I came home, and the house is empty without you. But you filled my life so much. ♥