This game of cat and mouse
has carried on far too long
and just when I think I am the cat,
you attack and prove me wrong.
I have been patiently waiting,
crouched and ready to pounce,
and I gave you more than I wanted
so that my very being, you denounce.
It’s not even a problem, being the mouse
if that’s the sacrifice I must make,
but knowing you are still a cat
is what makes my heart truly ache.
Autumn Siders 