So, I'll be the cat, thank you.

Just imagine! I get to stay inside, lounge around on the couch, climb up on the counters and all!!

Now...Cons...The cons are, I don't know how to be a cat. See, I grew up around dogs. So, I'm not sure what a cat really acts like...I mean, unless I can be a cat like Wolfie (from Barbie in the Princess and the Pauper). Yep, he's a cool cat.

Ooh!!! Or, maybe I'll draw inspiration from Thomas O'Malley the Alley Cat (from Aristocats). Ah, yes. All that swagger. I'll be the coolest cat around. And wear sunglasses too! (Okay...I really have to stop thinking of animation movies and the animals in there...)

Can I have a name like Sax? Because the saxophone has an awesome sound, and I'd just love to be named after such an awesome instrument.

Highlight of My Day:

Lying on the couch and acting like a bitch if people get too cozy with me. Hmm...Or should I have been a dog then?

Are cats difficult creatures? Can I be a difficult cat? Just scurrying away when people get too close?

Can I scratch people? Wait...I need to calm down...And maybe consider a counselor. I'm going completely nuts, as if I'm really going to become a cat for a day and I have to get my act ready...

I realized the other day when you

struggled to hang up the phone, the extra

sighs that escape your pouty lips, and how the hairs on my arms

stood up from listening to you breathe

differently, that I am holding

two hearts in the palm of my hands

instead of one.

Remember those mornings and endless nights 

When I waited for your call

Those tall tales and lovely lies,

Oh, how I miss them all.

Every second I spent with you,

I felt like there was no tomorrow

But all those days have disappeared, 

And have now drowned me in deep sorrow.

You cannot leave me incomplete,

Your love isn’t something from what I can abstain

But if you were just a euphoria,

Then why am I still in pain?

Those broken moments and stolen kisses

Will I have them back again?

You were the serpent weren’t you,

In the garden of Eden.

Still everyday I wait here,

Hoping that you will arrive

But if lust was all you ever wanted for,

Then burn me down alive.

Can you hold my hands for one last time

Like how you used to do?

For all my life I have lived so far,

You were all I knew.

When the words of the lies stop cinging your burned skin.

When you can finish the excuse before they say it outloud.

When you feel empty pains and they feel full and nuruted.

When you can't dream in sleep but stay awake to hear their snores.

When you don't have anything left to give their greedy hearts.

When the feeling fades and grows dark...it's been over.