Animals and the Good Man.

We bonded over it after our respective exposures.

You had your reasons, I had mine. Maybe some of those reasons were the same, but mostly that doesn’t matter. We connected to It. We felt It. We knew It.

It was what we never had and longed for.
It was that lover that had to go away.
It was the grace that we struggle to find in our own chaos.
It was the ultimate possibility of all the what if games.

You and I, dearheart, we understood it all. Accepted, maybe even applied, and it became a spot within us.

And I’ve a feeling, a day that will happen soon, will put us right there together in front of it.
We’ll watch it unravel before us,
He’ll make yours,
He’ll make mine,
and I’ll hold your hand because I’ve only ever wanted to see it with you,
because you were the only one that got it like I did.

Best for the best, good man.