#catx

Frank and Louie, two-faced cat

I still think about you and that long, soft silky hair of yours. I just imagine walking down the street one day and seeing you from behind. I shake my head saying to myself "nah man, you're crazy. how could she be here?" and then, you'd turn around. And I'd see you lift that hair back, and those eyes of yours would come to view. We'd lock eyes, and right there and then, I'd know, and you'd know. I'd rush up to you, take you into my arms and raise you off the ground. And then we'd kiss. The first being smooth and gentle, and then after, we'd just lose it and we'd be crazy in the moment with each other. Then baby girl, I'd whisper to you, "Like I told you, we were meant to find each other." I was meant to find you, I just hope I'm not going to lose you, not after all of that.