User Profile

Pure Pain.


---


That day she chose me.
Therefore, i was..
her cat.

She lived by herself and went to work every morning.
I dont know what kind of work she does and dont really care.
But i like her face when leaving at the morning
tightly tied long hair
light makeup
and the scent of perfume.

She put her hand on my head

I'm going

she said and stretching her back straight and making a good
fealing sound of shoes..opens the heavy metal door.

And then
one day
after a long phone conversation
she cried.

As for me i couldnt figure out the reason.
But she cried by my side for a long time.

I dont think she is the bad person.
Only im always watching..
she is always sweeter than anyone else
more beautiful than anyone else
lived more wisely than her.

I heard her voice:
Someone...someone, someone..

Someone help me..


In an endless darkness
the world that bore us is still running.
The season has changed, it is now winter.
To me the scene of falling snow gives me a feeling i knew long ago.
Because the morning gets later in the winter
even when its time for her to leave it is still dark outside.

Covered in a thick coat she resembles a large cat.
As if she is engulfed in the scent of snow..
her slender and cold fingers...
the sound of a dark cloud in the far sky slippin away..
Her mind..
my feelings..
our room..

The snow swallows all sounds.
But only the sound of the train that she is riding on
touches my perked ears.

I, too. And probably she does as well..

This world..I think I like it.

Friends (20):

Mutual Friends (15):

Also Friend of (12):