Gus
My cat Gus.
He's more than just a cat. He's a friend.
When I cry, he's always there for me. When I'm happy, he's happy with me.
He doesn't care that I don't shower sometimes. He only cares that he gets food and belly rubs.
Gus gets mad whenever I leave him for too long, because then he doesn't have his bed warmer.
He loves me unconditionally, so I return the affection.
I give him peanut butter, he licks my shower curtain.
(It's an interesting relationship.)
I wouldn't be alive today without him.
We saved each other.
I love you, Gus.
This poem is about:
Me