I might be a little tipsy
And you're really pretty
But do you remember when we first
fell in love?
I can't right now
Don't remind me
I'm mad at you for something
Though now I'm not sure what
You're delicious like this wine
Good for my heart
Somehow bad for my liver
And turn my brain counter clockwise
Don't kiss my neck
It's passion I'm awash with
Any more and I'll explode
And I'm mad at you for something
I might be a little drunk
Fuck. I guess they're closed. Why are they closed at 5:48pm on a Sunday? What am I going to do now?
Kat sat down beside me, ostensibly confused at why I'm just standing here instead of going in. I look around for other stores that might have dog food. Kat whimpers ever so slightly. My heart was cracked but now it's shattered.
I'm such a fucking idiot. Why didn't I check what time they close before leaving the house?
I was thinking I'd stop by Target to get some shitty kibble for a night when someone ripped the door to the pet store open from the inside. I swing around to stare as they try and carry a large bag of new toys and food out of the store. I don't even offer to help. I just stare at the word I've only just seen as the door swings closed.
PUSH.