I hope I get picked at this hiring event.
So I can move out of here & pay my own rent.
A miracle would be heaven sent.
By a saint only a devil could taint.
Tomorrow i am giving my cat to the shelter.
His love is not as it were.
Because he scratched my nose.
It bleed like being pierced with a thorn from a rose.
The trust is gone.
To be adopted by someone who don't like to cuddle.
Abandonment is not subtle.
Cats don't like to be held against their will.
Or intentions to harm you they will.
They feel threatened by restraint.

No  more kisses.
Just growls & hisses.