They say memories are special, maybe that is true, but I never wanted memories, I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you, a million times I cried, if love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.

I wish I’d once more hear you, with your softly, rumbling purr, to hold you on my lap again, and stroke your lovely fur.

If tears could build a stairway, and heartache make a lane, I’d walk the path to heaven and bring you back again.