lovelikethis

my cat, tamaki has left. i don’t dare count how many days since he left his new pretty red collar in front of our garden. mama and papa found the collar when they came home. the bright red tiny bell on it is crushed.

we looked, we called, his food is still in his bowl. but he hasn’t come back.

sure, he’s spoilt, sometimes sulky, does ridiculous things, loud, attention-seeking, troublesome, and expects the entire family to fall on our knees and open the doors for him, massage him, give him treats, and pet him at his every whim. but that’s the cute thing about his character too.

i asked kyoya, “what if tamaki doesn’t come back?”

but kyoya only got intense and said, “that tamaki! how could he be so irresponsible! don’t talk to me about him. i’m still mad at him.”

i want to say “but tamaki is just a cat…” but i don’t dare.

fuji asked me the other day when we were walking home, “eiji, when would you consider tamaki truely gone forever?” and i want to cry and say, “never! tamaki will always live in eiji’s heart!”

but i’m afraid fuji would laugh at me and say i’m emotional or naive, so i say, “i guess if tamaki doesn’t come home before i move to my new place…”

tamaki… please come home, you’re too silly to take care of yourself. and everyone is worried.