The Fight

I waited for you all day, to come home

I wasn’t happy how we left things in the morning

you rushing out but me staying at home

I wanted to say something, anything

All I could muster was a look

You wouldn’t let me go out at night

now, another day spent on the couch

listening to the neighbours fight

it was nighttime before you came back

but you took me in your arms

and everything was alright

as I finally muttered meow

and returned to the couch