Rocky

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was he really here?
Is he standing in my room?
No he's not, cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
He takes you in with your crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No he can't, cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Baby, won't you get them if I did?
No you won't, cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone ........

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
- John Mayer


Rocky, it's been a year since you passed away. I'm still not ready to write the post I want to write about this; a year just isn't enough time to wrap my head around your loss. Every so often I find myself calling The Runt by your name, and I just want to cry, because no other cat will ever be the cat that you were.

I was so lucky to have had you in my life for those fifteen years; you were my best friend, and I guess you always will be.

I was thinking of your theme song the other day, remember it? I'd pick you up and dance you around and sing it to the tune of the old Spiderman cartoon song:

Rocketman, Rocketman
Does whatever a rocket can
Flies through the air
With his paws
Catches mice
With his jaws
Look out, here comes the Rocketman!
Look out, here comes the Rocketman!
Look out, here comes the Rocketmaaaaaaaan!




Yeah, I'll bet you thought it was pretty silly, but it still makes me smile when I think about it. And it makes me smile to think of you.

I love you, baby.