felis extraterrestrialis

clawing at my brain just doesn’t work.

(he asked me one day, why are you just staring out, staring out into the blank space?

i first asked who are you? but then i said, never mind me, it’s because the surface of this scorched earth is all i’m privy to seeing anymore.

he hooked his lithe fingers nimbly behind my ear, and whispered to me, i know you forgot who i was, but i’ll never forget you.)