It's been a long time since I've felt this way.. Problem is it isn't something you can exactly put into words.

Two and a half years ago, still relatively naive and very much a shy kitty, I was taken in by Nuri... Who needed me as much as I needed her, at the time.

Like a good pet, I fell in love.

She gave me a place to finally feel wanted, arms to sleep in, somebody to hold, And she motivated me in my professional life, too. She would listen to me practice.. even on those really bad days.

I've never been closer to another human being in my entire life.

On top of love, on top of charisma, on top of motivation, she taught me discipline, she's shown me self-sacrifice, and she's shown me what real strength and what real bravery are. She has managed to find the reigns on a life that I would have been helpless in... And she knows what she wants, and how to get it. And that brings me to my point.

Nuri doesn't need me anymore.

I still love her the way that you can only love somebody once they've changed your life... But I'm not sad. Lonely, perhaps.. scared of being left behind, certainly... But not sad.

Because I fell in love with my mistress -before- I fell in love with my lover. She's stronger than I am... I think that's why I call her mistress. Right now all she wants is a pet.

And that's all I want to be.