You make me think of puppies
so much so that I get this urge to ruffle your hair
and it's kind of unexpected
since I'm not one for casual touching
unlike you.
You do that all the time, the casual touching thing
You give me hugs, you even massaged my shoulders once
It's a bit weird, and I don't know how to react to it.
My personal space normally spans a mile
And I get nervous when people breach it.
That's why I stiffen up and bristle
Like a cornered stray cat
I might've even hissed at you
If you didn't have that puppy thing going.
Well, talking on the phone is not my thing, either
So much so that the first time you called me
you had to try again and again and got the voice mail
Until I finally felt bad and picked it up
Now I even smile and greet you by name.
I think I may be getting used to your brand of attention
Although I still don't know what to make of it.
Keep it up and I may start craving it.
What I'm trying to say
is that it's unfair of you to be going away
when you have me (almost) tamed like that...
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