The Broken Hearted Man.

As I sat there on the bench, drenched in water from the rain pouring down on me, I spotted a few cats and two kittens. I reached into my pocket, searching for something for the felines and found a bit of bread. "Its not much, but it'll have to do." I said, to the cats. "Mew" they said in response. I let out a big sigh and collapsed on the bench, tears welled up and fell from my face as the rain trickled down my forehead.

One of the cats which looked like a tabby, hopped up on the bench and purred while rubbing its body across my leg.

I cried, for hours and hours, my heart felt torn apart and my eyes were puffy. "Why did you leave me, Anne, I gave you all I had and more!" I cried out. I sobbed loudly and I felt played, I felt that she played with my heart, and then after she got bored, she left.

As I layed there in sorrow and heartbreak, the cats curled up on the bench and purred while some layed on my side. As my eyes started to feel heavy, and I started to yawn, I fell asleep in my puddle of tears, feeling comforted by the cats wet, yet warm fur.