Hearts and Spades

A heavy poem

On the 13th of february,

my cat died.

I find that such a wrong way to say it

like our bond isn’t being done justice by such a blunt word

She was my friend, 

dare I say the best I had

And she was old, and full of trauma

and she was heavy with pain

But I hope I helped her feel a little lighter

I know I did

On Valentine’s Day, I went to school

in the outfit I had so carefully planned out

A red turtleneck, and a white skirt with card’s symbols on it

Hearts to match my broken one, spades to match the one that had dug in our backyard the day before.

I felt old, and traumatized,

And the heaviest with pain

And every flower I received 

I laid down onto her grave

Author's Note

I miss her more everyday, and the ‘today … years ago’ reminders on my phone aren’t helping. I’ll see you again, Snoesje <3

-L