Rescue

I met with you one last time a year ago. Who would have thought I would be so broken after that? Who would have thought that I would end up finding someone more deserving but unavailable? I feel that my life was rolling by with my heart getting crushed every time. 

On impulse, I rescue a kitten from Jose Abad Santos St. in San Juan. I was hopeful at keeping him. But it seems that I have to give you up for a better life with my parents. 

Will this always be the story of my life? Forced to give up the things I hold most dear because they were never to be mine in the first place. 

When will this ever end? I am the one in need of rescuing.