Mochi

Dear Mochi, days have passed since you were gone. Still, I always look at your place every-time, wondering that maybe you’re still running into your wheel, or even eating secretly every treats I gave you, or sleeping very peacefully at your corner. It still hurts, everytime.

I still can’t forget the day when you die peacefully while in my palm. I promise I’ll live the life you’ll hope for me. I miss you my love.