eyes tinged with regret

countless thoughts flying by too quickly to grasp and gone

shoulders burdened by unseen weights, then her back

mournful cries from her lungs and soul: waah, waaaaah

anything to fill the emptiness within

CHI, worn down by her pleas, meets her with a scoff and sigh of resignation

it can only be delayed for so long: they both know this

a challenge

and, same as always

a victor

CHI opens the fridge and takes out the can of cat food.