At midnight I'd see a cat
Male or female I do not know
Though they're fluffy —
White as snow.

A pleasant approach with an embracing face
As the creatures eyes glow
Warmer than the ol' Moon up above
And shine so splendidly that I often forget
Both the time and place
In which we met.

How can a nameless feline like you
Make me ponder who I am?

To sacrifice what I feel to
Ensure we remain
What we have always been.

Yet I cannot assure
That I can make us what
I know we must be.

If time has yet to ease
What I know to be true,
How am I to guarantee
That I am able to suppress
These feelings which have
Loomed and darkened
Our lives?

An everlasting stain
Of which I am to blame
For the mess
We have made.

Envy a monster within.
To be jealous of what I am not,
Unlike him.
For simply
I am me.

How could I forget?
You were often good to me.
Though, never for long.

How come
Every day
As I walk
Through the room
Which was once living
I glance over
And stop,
Staring at the
Empty leather chair.
And as I freeze
I ponder what
Was once there
With glazed eyes
And whisper
Your name.

Though Death may be calling,
I remain on do not disturb.
For I am not prepared —
For I am not equal to He.

How do the gnawing claws of Death ache less than the resultant onslaught of loneliness?