We both knew it was temporary, the relationship couldn’t last.
Those nights you would come to my door begging to come in, I let you, of course, how could I not?
I gave you a place to stay, and we would curl up on the couch together feeling each other’s warmth. You kept me company, made the house feel less lonely.
I did everything I could for you, I fed you, cared for you loved you, and I think in some way you loved me back, even if you wouldn’t show it
Then you left
Cats really are fickle creatures.