It Doesn’t End

In my memory, it doesnt end, we just stay there, looking at each other, forever..

It really feels like that. Whenever I go to bed, and whenever I rise in the morning, I still got my boy, Mr. Snuggles, his eyes on my mind.

I also got new eyes staring back at me, but, oh, they come with a pounce and needle-toes demanding I set my mind on the here and now.

I love how two cats touch my life like that.

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