Today was going to be my day.
Everything's sabotaged, unchangeable now.
Time to sulk, lips inverted and all.
The long brown trench coat.
Ruffled, explored lavishly.
But no luck! Palms shake, hitting bare pockets.
Sweat trickles discouragingly.
Squawks above overshadow the mind.
A family of Ravens taunt me.
Taunting the rot of fortune;
Parallel to the yawn of the golden sunset.
The heart clenches.
It’s her.
Eyes shackled to the bliss of foolishness.
Knees feel like playdough.
Spotted! Great!
She asks me a question,
Pointing at the movies.
YES! I smirk at the Ravens.