I must admit I didn't want anything to do with you when I first met you.
But I saved you, not knowing you saved me.
You worked into my heart.
Over time I could not resist your charms.
You were there when I needed you.
Always with a listening ear.
Always with a kiss to cheer.
Every time you walked out that door I knew it could be the last.
I knew you needed your freedom, and I needed to have faith.
Then one day you walked out and it was your last.
They say if you love something let it go, and if doesn't come back it was never yours.
But I say that's bullshit because if you love something you should fight to the ends of the earth to get it back.
And so I went on a year long journey to find what I had.
In the end I had to accept defeat, and move on.
But if you see this Mr. Kitty come home because I miss you.