polo left today... keeping us wondering...
if he's alright to be by himself? if he's cold? if he's weeping just like we do?

holding on to his stiff limbs and body...
we no longer feel the warmth he used to share with us for the past 9 years.

questions unanswered... why god took him away.
we complained... not being able to look into his lively eyes for the last time...

polo.
baby.
pupu.
meimi.
anan.
ah pu.
xiao hu dei.

all names that we called for... ended with period. period. period.

the love, still lingering in the air...
the toys, still lying around...
the names, we still yelling out loud in our hearts...

polo... our baby... unlike others, whom saw colours ...