Misery or Fate
I stand alone on this weary night.
Not knowing why this happened.
Did I fail to communicate?
Or was it because I didn't do everything right?
Standing in the cold with tears in my eyes.
Should I go through the gate or leave?
A black cat comes and rubs against me.
Trotting off and looking at me once at the corner.
She winks and disappears.
I felt ovecome to follow.
So I did so, with my black dress flowing behind.
Glancing back at the light above the gate.
"Maybe it isn't ment to be.."
Then turning the corner to follow the cat.
 MistressWolffie · Tue Jun 26, 2007 @ 07:25am · 2 Comments |
