About

The day I first met you, it was probably autumn. It was pouring rain, And you were flailing in front of a food waste bin. To be honest, I still don't know. Why I saved you. I just... My hand moved on its own. When I approached, you were so startled and flailed even more, And you were surprisingly strong. I thought my back was going to give out. When I finally pulled you out and let you stand on the ground. I felt like my breath stopped. I was going to leave. But. Even though you looked terrified, Those two eyes that kept staring at me until the end— How could I just walk past that? I was the one who reached out first. I can't just ignore you now. So I brought you home. That's how I raised you. As time passed, And you grew enough to live without my help. I thought I should let you go. Because I knew I couldn't keep you by my side forever. I thought that was the right thing to do. But. It's strange. I saved your life. I raised you. So why now. Am I the one held captive by you?