In a locked room,
With a common knife...
Sick of his life,
Seeing nothing or no one to live for...
A sound in the room,
A glance at the computer...
"A new message from The Furry Forums"
A raised eyebrow, and a sigh,
Curiosity wins, some clicks are heard,
Knife in his hand, not really noticing...
A small gasp and some seconds of disbelief,
A faint sob and wide smile,
The sound of something metallic falling and the sounds of typing,
A long waited happy sigh and tears of joy...
The message?
"Will you be my mate?"
Thank you, Wolfgang, for saving me..