There was a place left after he was gone

An empty space in my lap

No whiskery nose at the table nudging for my ice cream

No warm body wrapping itself around my legs

As I trailed through the house

No white fur clinging to my clothes

Like glitter, indelible

Until it wasn’t

There was a quiet without mewls and purrs

And the strange clicking sound reserved for prey

There was a time where the cat-shaped hole

In my heart could not be filled

But time passes

And while the absence is still keenly felt

One day the gaps can be refilled.