into small enough pieces that it would fit into the container.
Waited till it was dark, to take it away.
In the bright light of day it seemed all wrong, to be taking your bed to the trash.
And in the dark I can pretend you are padding along next to me,
as you have been for these past fifteen years.
Life without my shadow. I'm adjusting, it will take a while.
I miss my companion, my friend, my girl.
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