Where Is She?

When you lose the one you love, it hurts. It really cuts deep. It hurts.

I'd lost her once before, but I found her, found her two days later. Then it was like it was before, back to normal.

We were always close, but never closer than now.Yes she'd tried to leave, many times, but I always stopped her just in time. There were times I'd come home and she was gone, left, taken off. But the bond between us was too strong. I found her,I always did.

We used to cuddle up in front of a roaring fire, just the two of us, sharing popcorn, watching a silly film.

Her head on my lap, me, gently stroking her hair, making her make silly noises. Love noises.

But today she's gone and I can't find her. Anywhere. I've looked in all the normal places but she's not there.

OK, so we had a falling out, I told her off about something. She got angry and left. But she's taken nothing with her so she can't have gone far. I'll find her and then I'll make it right again. She'll never leave me again, never!

I've bought her favourite for tea, she loves it. Chicken with rice, when she comes home, and she will, we'll sit together and have a great time.

But till then what can I do, I've searched everywhere. Hold on, hold on a minute. What about Battersea, yeh, thats it. She might be there, found her there once before.

Lets go down to Battersea, you never know, might just be there!