Purple Dress

Dressed in my purple dress Such a pretty purple dress Dancing around in my garage My pretty black shoes that look like ballet shoes Hair waved with mousse Freshly cut bangs Don’t want to pick up my dogs For hair could stick to me A cold chill shivered through me It’s night time I know he’ll get here Surely he would never leave me like this He must know I dressed for the occasion I’m sleepy and hungry My dogs look at me with sleepy eyes My Mom closes the garage quietly She slips into bed No showing up No phone call Nothing And it was then That I realized I can’t trust him -Smial