And, Cat
I sometimes wish I never met you
I sometimes think I'd be better off
Leaving you at a shelter
For bad kitties

But, Cat,
You, of all things, know better than that
You touch me in places others won't
And for that,
Cat,
I will keep you
I will feed you

I will help you destroy me

It's quite odd, Cat
That I didn't notice then
That I couldn't keep you in
So I let you run free

It's quite odd, Cat
How you always come back
And you constantly attack
Me