Ms. Kitten and Mr. Mouse.

I have trying to keep my hands busy trying out different mediums, but that leads to a busy card. And, I’m not good at anything but you. But you keep me down, I don’t want to feel anything. You come at me in waves. I feel you sway in and out. You won’t stay still. One day, it’s all you want. The next you sink low. Why don’t you sing to me your soul? Why don’t give this life? Because this is older than I know. I’m giving up all I’ve ever wanted for this. I want to call and say that I miss the way you thought, you thought I was unique. I drink to have an excuse, but then I hang up the phone. Because, maybe, maybe I can’t get back to that summer when we sat there and I didn’t say a word. You asked me questions about myself. And, I didn’t say much afterwards. I was the girl that wore clothes to cover up her insecurities and spoke less to cover her indiscretions. I didn’t hide from you. The hardest thing for me is trust. And, I trust you. And, I have to be strong with strangers. Sincerely, you broke through my walls, but I can’t break through yours. It hurts me, because I thought I was special. When it comes to being strong, I’m weak with the ones I love. I am fragile when it comes to you. Because I can’t be strong all of the time. I burned four bridges in four weeks and build one back. And, you won’t cross it for me. I don’t want to play cat and mouse. I always lose. I don’t want that for myself anymore. I want love now. I don't want to be Ms. Kitten missing Mr. Mouse.

here and now

I had to take a break from looking at my reflection all day long

I could see you in the back of my eyes singing that same song

At least, I’m not the only one that feels this way, I got my friends

You used to be one of those people that offered me comfort,

Well not anymore, not anymore

I miss you so bad that I travel back in time just to see you

I wish you weren’t sad and that you were on track

And I wish you would travel here to chat with me in the street

But I need to give up and travel north for the summer

It’s such a tragedy that it ended up this way

May you remember me every may, maybe

And know what could have been, maybe

If we would have stopped playing these games

Of teaching each other lessons that we already learned

Your profile will surely fade into my pupils with time

Gotta keep looking, gotta keep searching for the here and now

I can’t lose focus staring at you with tears In my eyes

It’s time to cut my strings and bend over to tie my shoes

and get going, get on with it