I used to close my door so my cats wouldn’t come in and cause a ruckus but then one day I realized life is short and all the time I spent alone I neglected those I was close with. My childhood cat of 18 years was dying and in a lot of pain and he just slept a lot. I left my door open in his last week and he came in to sleep at my feet, and just be near me. I remember listening to this and breaking down and now every time I do it hits just the same :’(
Let me feel that way Feeding time with interest Love that's forced is borrowed Eating out for Breakfast Will we last the fortnight? Making plans forever Can we last the night? Faking Jazz Together Reading out the titles With a tight whisper Leads me to believe Faking Jazz Together Three Tone as you go Quadrapuss is down below Pining for some oxygen and friends
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