It's an X-Japan song. Something the kitten introduced me to. Sad. Heartbreakingly beautiful. J-pop. Gah.

I love him.

I'll miss him.

He's asleep in the cage, waiting for it to be time to go... gods.

I want to give him the world, and all I've given him is a pawful of memories, a few bruises, and MPD.

I want him to stay, and he's leaving.

I want him to return...

Gah.

You know, I don't think I'll really be good for much when I get back. Too depressed. Too worried about him. Too worried about me. About Caleb. About everyone. Worry. Stress.

But you know what'll show?

Tears. I'll cry for him when he's gone.

I will cry.

I can't help it at this... Alex... gods.

Daya, why?

WHY?

I know why - because he's lazy, I am lazy, and the immigration department's a bastard.

Oh, well.

He leaves in less than two hours.

Or is it less than three?

We dunno.

It'll be ok.

Really.

It'll be ok................ but it feels so horrible NOW.