Lady-Grell

Some time in June Dearest D, I am odd.            Well, no, odd is not my name. My name is Lulu. I am pretty odd, nonetheless. During the school year, many people would call me “Cat Freak,” or bark at me just to see me nearly soil myself.  My doctor stopped trying to figure out what was wrong with me—well, I figured it was pretty obvious, but he seemed to be looking for some deeper reason—when I was six. I am fourteen now.            As for my…issue, I shall call it; I was born with the ears of a cat. And a tail. To make it all worse, they’re both white with light grey stripes—that nobody ever r

Your touch used to fill me with delight I knew it was wrong but it felt so right. When you declared that you loved me, My heart screamed with more than glee. But ashes to ashes we all fell down In this ocean I think I might drown The somebody I’m waiting for Is nobody walking out the door. That leaves just me and you I ask you one thing: When you break my heart just kill me too?