our thoughts

regrets, recrimination, worry

our thoughts are with hm now

in the rain, pouring in sheets

will he be safe

will he have found safe harbour

has someone kind taken him in

after all the last time, when he was exhuasted, after collecting a bunch of mites, he finally came to someone's home, sat on their head, made himself adorable 

we were kind to him. stupidly careless near 3 months but that was just one of us. 

will he be safe. 

from crows. 

will he find clean water to drink

will he find food he likes and can eat  - on this second note, our friend is a picky eater but as a species they can practically eat any fruits, vegetables, leaves - so he should be okay. 

we love him

we want him back 

nothing changes that 

just thinking of him, our tears prick our eyes, hot, heavy

making me want to sleep 

how we wish we could turn back time. 

I need to work in a place with other people. otherwise I will just wallow