Empty

My house is so empty

I went out to the shop and he wasn't there piddling around like he always was doing.

He was always doing, fixing or creating something.

His imagination surrounds me in his decorations and creations.

My heart aches.

I'm making my dogs sad.

I find myself sitting and staring.

I found Odin, my big dog looking at me concerned.

Cassie is nervous and is chewing on things.

I keep reliving those moments of futile efforts of CPR,

His nonreactive face.

It's easier to talk to strangers than it is to talk to friends.

I'm having bad days, why should I make their day bad?

My body keeps vibrating.

When will it stop vibrating?