Hug it, kissed it, pat it, no reflection,appologize,tears and cry, no use anymore.its body got hard then soft partly,a flea came out its fur when I buried it. I killed the dying flea when it tried to climb back and burried it under the round beside a tree.
from last Sep I heard its scream for mom in the basement till now, was it its first time to leave where it was last night? it's been 7 months,short, everyday the times I connected it weren't more than 1 minutes.I called it in a hurry, put food in a hurry and left in a hurry. from gossops of neihourhoods, from being seen by parents, from someone who might hurt it when I was not there. it's my first time to see how it looked like clearnly, normally it just showed its little head from the window of the basment and meow to me and say hi.it could protect its water bowl from bad guys who alwasy tried to take it away and from winds, it could pat me by its little head when I put dry food in its food bowl on the windowsill and meow to me lovley.it could meow to me and said hi there how are you and happy to see you again and hey you bring me chicken meats , thanks! it could does everything for me when there's nothing I can do for it,only little things for being alive.
kid,why you leave me by this? and we only had 3.5 hours in 7 months to be with each other, everything you gave to me was love and pats and trust, honest, life time, everything you had,what did i give.I'm the one who should die yet!I'm the one being buried,I'm the one always making the same mistake.I don't think I live or want to live in this world,Take me instead.kid,I know you protected the little water bowls and food bowls which I made and put them there on the windowsill for you from bad humen who tried to take them away or stole to sell well. you were so shy a boy for me,even be very careful and alertic to show your little head to me but hide very quickly until I stepped further.when I knew that you were the cat which was in front of several big strong dangerous stray dogs in the midnight ,faced them alone and fought for what's right, with how much brave and encourage and blesses you had, but I just don't want to be proud of you for that. (2021.4.14 AM)
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