No long term plans, I might still be waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Still waiting for it to all fall down.
A little like a caged little animal
More like a lonely bird on her perch,
Singing for my lunch, for your enjoyment, because I should.
I only regret being so far away
It's hard to juggle all this, wish I could tell you all of it
About the little grins and sparkling eyes
The small things that make it perfect, but that cause such aches and pains
I'll save it for later.
I feel disconnected, upside-down in my swing.
I have these too-short or too-long encounters that still always leave me a little hungry.
Need to put on a bow and a smile, now.
All the better to eat you with, my dear.
It's all worth it, I'm sure.
I still have this little thing that tugs, that says "This is the last time."
I wish I could have some reassurance that it isn't. You can't live life grieving a little for every little thing.
Poor little creature, take a deep breath and just live now.
Just live for now.
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