Luminous moon kissed my pale skin.
Colour lost from sight of Sun.
In pale Forest I find myself.
Tears feed a crystal pool,
A pool of collected sadness.

I cry into the rigid Night.
Alone within.
Alone without.
Blossoms of a Sakura tree
Kiss the Earth of green that surrounds me

As shimmering blossoms fall,
A small cat steps forward.
Memories of lost feelings,
Of lost people,
What I lost of myself.

I reach out to touch it,
To feel its black silky fur.
I touch it,
It purrs.
Into my arms it finds a home.

I hold it now,
Memories resurface.
Tears begin anew.
I find almost all.
All but myself.

This cat is all I have
To remind me of the past.
To let me know there is more to myself.
Lost in my world with a cat,
Unable to find myself.

Why return to the past?
I wish not to find the pain,
To return to the hate and tears.
I want to move on,
Better myself, love myself.

The moon will still shine,
The tears will still fall.
I may change and change
My friends will two
But my Cat of the past will soon die.

When it does,
My past is naught.
New memories take its place.
I hope they are good and filled with less tears.
Till then I will pet my cat till its final moment.

 
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