And ok, he has a girl he's been shagging. So much for that. On to the next or maybe I'll just conform myself with having a cat as a boyfriend; he's by my side at night when its cold, at all the right moments. What else can I ask for? Maybe this is it, for now. A cat boyfriend. At least he is flexible (and by flexible I mean he can lick his balls, can your boyfriend do that?).

There is always something there,

something I am grasping at

but cannot reach.

It's 3am, shouldn't I be sleeping,

dreaming of things?

Occupying my mind

with important things?

Close my eyes and sigh,

the cat is on my toes,

and no one anywhere

is doing what I hope they would.