They Creep Like My Cat's Foggy Steps

I hear footsteps, slow, unsure, sad
I turn to see who it was
But no one is there
So I settled back to my work,
intensely gazing at papers

I hear cries, faintly from afar
I turn to see who it was
But no one was there
So I went back to my bed,
staring blankly at ceiling

Memories don't stay too long
and they creep like my cat's
Foggy steps
It's presence is unknown,
coming to take you by surprise