I know how it feels to be isolated and fall in love with something then having to let it go. It happened to me two years ago with a kitten that befriended me because I was alone. I didn't see it a few days later. Then I was told that it died. I became DEVASTATED.
I'm just saying. It really happened and I'm STILL FRIGGING DEVASTATED. ...But the dark part about it is...the next night, I didn't sleep. I was stuck writhing in bed due to having nightmares about my fears that I thought was drowning in the past. The next day after that I took a walk outside and thought I heard a meow. A kitten-like meow. I'M NOT FRIGGING KIDDING HERE. I'm being quite serious. IT SCARED THE HEEEEEEEEELL out of me.