Black Cat

A short story filled with sorrow.

I normally never felt like such a black cat, yet that was until he came into my life. Making me the happiest girl in the world. Making me think I had everything I ever wanted. Yet it's funny how quickly thing's can change, feeling like no one could love me back unless I gave my everything. Though now i'm back at the start more broken hearted than anything, feeling just like how some people see black cats. Hated and pure bad luck, which I suppose would explain a lot.

I suppose I should just give up on trying, cause I'll never be anything he ever wanted. Never his, couldn't even seem to come close to it. Getting used to the distance we had while dating, all the night's I'd sit in silence. Though a part of me still want's him back. Wishing I was the one he really did want. Not the one that was just a fall back. All the sleep calls, the nights spent laughing, the smiles, though those all seem like far memories. One's I struggle to push back yet my heart feels set on you. My mind stuck in a constant loop of wanting him back and not wanting him back.