It’s kind of funny,
Actually,
How I like you like puppies,
Though I’m not afraid of puppies,
I’m afraid I might hurt them,
And no matter how much I want one,
I can’t have one,
I can’t have you.
I want to snuggle an adorable ball of fur,
And stare into some precious eyes,
Like I want to be loved by you.
I want to learn how to feed,
And care for a puppy,
Know where it likes to be rubbed and scratched,
Memorize the sound it makes,
When it misses me,
Like how I want to know and care for you,
And be known by you,
The feeling isn’t deep,
It’s not creeping crawling,
Spike that’s drawing out,
My heart,
Just a bittersweet desire,
For a dependable love.