(image from pexel.com)

Who is there?
She yells as she hears a sudden noise
Tucking the picture away and quickly wiping her tears
She walks slowly to the origin of the noise
Scared she is but relieved to know it was buffy
Buffy their pet. He moves around the kitchen island to where she stood
Waggling his tail waiting for her to pick him up
She just stood there lost in thoughts
Remembering all the moments they’ve shared
Random memories clouding her thoughts
All she had left were those memories and buffy
Reluctantly she lifts him and walks to her room.
Past noon, staring at the clock
She knows he’s coming in today for the rest of his stuff
Does she want to see him?
She can’t
She might end up running into his arms
Begging him not to leave
She feels weak