You pulled me close,
Shoved my lips to yours,
Told me there was something,
Something hidden beneath all the stress and drama,
Some shining light to seep through and bring us together,
Some reason for the bleak, endless days, and the lonely, sleepless nights,
You told me it was love,
You loved seeing me hear what I wanted to hear,
Excited, like a stray dog getting attention,
Rubbed, and complimented, lured with sustenance,
Taken off guard, to end up in the firm embrace of a net,
The deed of the catcher, come to take it away and have it put it down,
So I believed you, again, for the third time,
And followed you, tail wagging, off to the pound.