I really miss you

When we would fly kites

I would want to make ours touch

So often

When we would have picnics

I would want to feed you my fish

to make you happy

When we would watch movies

I would want to pick scary movies

To have you draped onto my arm

I really do miss you.

You. Not those moments in time

I've just fabricated

out of love.

I miss you and your cruel slaps

I miss you and your missing meals

I miss you and your terrifying behavior

It's wrong, I know

But you're my cat.

If you were here, I'd treasure you more

and I'd take us out more often

But you're not here

and I'm alone.