how is it you, boy, that can hold my tongue?

my cat never tied me this way.

it’s comedic i’m convinced that this is love.

what is love?

and where is love now?

certainly not hiding behind these clouds.

love wouldn’t fear me, or

at least my love wouldn’t hide,

right?

if i could,

i’d call you on all your bullshit lies,

drag it our before your eyes -

SURPRISE.

but,

i’m lost in those stupid, pretty eyes.

it’s times like this i wish you’d die,

or that i could just walk away.