Why Men Hate Cats

The reason why men hate cats
Or my cat,
You see;
They are jealous.
They will never live up.

Shoes made for little paws
Are very big shoes to fill,
Indeed.

He keeps me warm at night,
He kisses away my tears,
He knows all of my deepest, darkest secrets
(And will never tell a soul, I must add),
He sees me naked every day,
And as long as I feed him,
He always thinks I'm beautiful.

My cat, that is.

To The Things I'll Never Tell You

Here’s to all the things I’ll never tell you:

Cheers.

I don’t sit by the phone

And wait for it to ring

But I pray that after I’m away

Your name is on my screen

I try to impress you

When you’re not even there

I strive for your affection

But make sure I never have to see your face

Outside of a darkened bedroom

“Pretend” is a game we played

When we were young

I guess I never grew up

I crashed into you

Like a hurricane

And left

Just the same

Leaving confusion, doubtlessly,

In my wake

Maybe that’s what I wanted you to believe

When the tide comes in

My heart beats faster

Yet the tides always turn

And, with them, I turn away

The awful things I’ve said

Served to veil the words

That constantly ring in my mind

I would never admit to missing you

Or that I even cared

Or cared too much

Would make no matter anyway

You see what you want to see

And pay no heed

To my inner musings

Make no attempt to try

Until it’s not worth a bother

And if you’ve read this far

And still don’t understand

I suppose I don’t place much blame

In your thinking I’m crazy anyway

To the things I’ll never tell you:

Cheers.