by Nanaki
Sometimes,
I climb to the top of the cliffs
Just
outside of town.
Then,
I slowly raise my head to the moon, and howl.
Calling
out.
Sure,
I have friends...
Cloud,
Tifa, everyone.
But...
I have no companion.
No
one to keep warm
On
those cold, lonely nights.
No
one to hold in my paws,
Saying
it will all be all right.
No
one to say those three special words to:
I
love you.
And
so, I'll keep calling.
Someday,
she'll answer.
-Nanaki