Don't want to go to bed without my kitty

It is going to be very hard trying to sleep on my bed without having Harry curl up on my chest or beside my pillow. He would lay down and reach out, touching me with his paw ever so gently in sort of a "Good night, Sandy, I love you." Then he would curl up and go to sleep.

I have not slept in on my bed since I learned he had been killed. The night before he got hit I had slept on the sofa and he had run in and lept up on me, sort of a "Huuuman, what are you doing in here?" inquisitiveness to him. The next morning I let him outside and that was he last I saw him.